“I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean it. Please don’t cry, Em. I would never do that to you again. Never. Please believe me.”“Don’t. ...lease don’t even joke about it. We almost lost you,” she sobbed.“I won’t. I promise, Em. I promise, Pey. Nothing will ever get me like that again. I promise. I just have a buttload of work to do. I’m wearing a bit thin.”“Well, I’ve tried to be sure you were no stranger to hard work,” Dad said. “Let’s get the table cleared so you have your workspace again.”“Do you. "Can I use that washcloth?"I know she got an eyeful of my semi-erect dick, but I acted like nothing had happened and got dressed in fresh drawers and jeans.Turned around. There she was, holding those trunks up. Smiling at me. Big brown eyes. "Can you tie me again?"This time when she stepped close, she was holding the waistband out so I could see right down into those trunks.Okay, I looked. Just a second, mind you. Then I tied that bow.She was grinning. "That didn't BOTHER you, did it? I mean,. I drop to my knees and bring my face to her soaked lace thong, the scent is out of this world, I gently push her thong to the side and start licking her clit hod, gently with a slightest of pressure, her moans are in pace with the grinding of mound into my face, my tounge not moving from her clit hood.Steph starts to have a big 'O', wave after wave of pleasure pulses through her body, she has to put her hand over her mouth just to keep the noise down.She tells me to stand up and fuck her, . "Debs shook her head in protest a whine coming from her lips. The masked man was picking up the cane again. Debs gave a horrified groan."Ok, ok!" She yelped. But now it was too late. Both men grabbed her one pulling her hair the other her tiny waist. She screamed as they forced her over the chair seat her long legs kicking. Whoosh! She screamed as the cane hit her across both cheeks. Whoosh! She screamed again the masked man doing the swipes the Boss pinning her with a strong hand across her.