The conversation started to peter out around 12 o’clock and I realized just how hammered I really was. I made and excuse to mom that I was going to ...et up early to meet some friends for brunch, but the real reason was that I wanted to get to my room and masturbate until I could sleep. I stood up to give mom a light hug but she pulled me in very tight, kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear “I’m so glad your home, and out of the awful place sweetie.” That awful place was the last thing. “That’s enough of that talk, Paige, lie on your back.”And she did. She knew what was going to happen to her body now, and the anticipation made her doubly wet. She lay obediently on her back, her hands by her sides, while her father’s dextrous fingers set to work upon her pussy. He knew how to press her buttons better than anyone else ever could, she thought to herself, beginning to moan softly from pleasure. He had always made her cum faster than anyone else ever did, with his two strong. Ten."Ten men plus Amy," I asked."Yep." So then what happened?" Well after a while another guy came in and saw what was happening. He just high fived Pete and began rubbing his groin. I knew then that this had all been planned. Pete even asked him if Amy was still keen." What was his response." Fucking oath, he said. Pete pulled out and lifted me off the washing machine and I straightened myself up. Pete asked the other guy, whose name I didn't find out, how they were going to get it started. I. Walters stopped her, "Remove them and walk to the blackboard". Cindy hesitantly complied and stood at the blackboard for instructions. "You will write, "I will not be disrespectful to Mr. Walters", "fifty times." Cindy grabbed a piece of chalk and began to write. She stood there on her tip toes, shaking, wearing just her blouse and bra, her firm ass red from her punishment. He stood behind her watching every stoke of her chalk. After watching her complete her tenth sentence, Mr. Walters asked..