My legs opened wider, placing one foot on the floor and the other atop the back of the couch, as my pelvis moved closer, harder, faster toward him, pl...ading for release. He continued fucking me as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. My nails on his back we only more incentive for him to push forward. I could feel the involuntary shaking building in my right leg and each nerve ending begin to ignite. I bit my lip, letting the sensation overtake me. I exited my body for a short time,. That high level of excitement was replaced by all the doubts about myself along with where, how and why? It was almost like the “Mommy I’m lost” feeling. Damn!! I found a rest room and went into a stall just to gather myself. I sat there and thought “What the fuck was I thinking?” “Meeting someone from the internet?” “Long distance relationship?” “ I gotta be fuckin’ nuts!” I was probably in there about 10 minutes beating myself up before leaving the stall. Going to the sink and splashing. He stuck a finger into her pussy from behind. “You are already wet aren't you, you little cunt.” “Yes, sir,” she whispered. “Count them for me, Angie.” He sent the first blow stinging across her ass. She flinched, but said, “One.” He continued spanking her with the belt as she counted out blow after blow. Her ass was bright red and welted; my brother was careful not to hit the same spot over and over. Tears ran down her face but when he was done, she thanked him and kissed the belt. “Thank you. She sat on her haunches feet spread apart cleaning the mats and did not look up as a guard stood beside her and passed his baton down her cleavage. She scrubbed the mats with as much strength as she could. Then the stood up bent forward and washed the mats, her breasts hanging loose. The guard rubbed his stick on her ass. She was now sweating and she knew that she would have to be careful about not letting her sweaty body touch the inner seats. Not only that would earn her any demerit but any.