There was a pause for a moment and then a crack as Meg hit me on the ass with the crop. Instead of opening my mouth to the cock I lowered my head in p...in and another crack of the crop but this time hitting me right in the ball sack. This was the most pain I ever felt in my life and with tears in my eye I opening my mouth and the man feed me his cock. At first it wasn’t bad, just new to have another man’s dick in my mouth, but that was short lived as it started to grow and become even thicker. .. so she rented it out for shares of the crop.The heavy work around the house was done by Dub, who was this kind of old guy who wasn’t quite right in the head. I don’t know what was wrong with him, but he lived in the tool shed some of the time. He set up a bed in there, but he had these little nests on several farms around, and he sort of drifted from one to the other. Everybody fed him while he was living on their property and he sharpened tools, and moved hay bales, and fixed broken things. “Okay, though. Tell me what you want to say.”“Thanks. So, uh… you… y-you got introduced to me through Taylor, when I was her tutor,” I began, with the both of us sitting down in the hallway.She nodded along with me. “And you still are, right?”I was about to say, ‘no, our final session was last night,’ but my stupid self forgot that was a dream. “Yes,” I replied. “And there’s been… something weird there, right? I mean, she asked you to n-not talk to me.”Her expression got slightly more clouded.. When the men had all finished cumming in my mouth, Jane told the girls to stand on either side of my chest. She handed Mary a pair of long-nosed pliers and told her to stretch my first nipple up as far as possible. She gave Tracy a flat bladed knife and told her to heat it up in the flame of a Bunsen burner. Then using a blunt scalpel, she began to slowly, very slowly, cut the nipple off. I screamed in agony as she worked, using the scalpel in slow sawing movements until the nipple finally.