Now he was in there alone. His mother never went to her bedroom anymore. She had dragged her futon mattress into the main room and had stayed there. T...ree days now with naught but a few minutes of sleep. Danny couldn’t take it much longer. ‘D…Danny!’ His mother Jen cried from the living room. ‘Yes mother…?’ Danny sighed, walking out there. ‘We’re…we’re out of whiskey…’ Jen hiccuped, ‘Go to…to the store and get some more.’ ‘Mother, I can’t buy alcohol, I’m not old enough.’ Danny sighed. ‘Lie to. He offered to lock the store and let me walk around and I don't know what his motives were, but by that stage I was so horny I needed to have some sex. So my next trip was to a brothel. I phoned and asked whether it would be okay to come in nude. A woman said she was fine with that provided I paid up front, then meet the girls. So I arrived and phoned to let them know I was in the car park. She said come on in. I got out the car, with nothing more than my wallet, slowly walked in. There I was. “Should we put all of this up, or go to Angus’ house first?” Allen asked looking at the large pile of things now on the living room floor of the cabin.“If you want to listen to music while we work, then Angus first. If not, we can go later,” I told him.“Music would make things go better,” he told me with a smile.“SO, it’s Angus first,” I said before remembering the Black Magic book that I had taken from Destouches, and calling it to me from the pile of our possessions. Allen seemed startled. Every five mins I delayed he said it was five more spanks(he had picked up on my love of being spanked). This nearly broke me I was so turned on and every time I almost got control of myself the message would come "You sissy whore that's five more". Thirty five where racked up before I could calm down enough to take the pic. Saturday was the worst I was so excited work took forever. When the clock finally hit 5 I pretty much ran our of there. I showed and touched up my shave quicker than I ever.