Should I attempt to walk? Of course not, but I can't stay here as well. I stood up, carefully balancing on my right foot. It was very painful, but I s...mehow managed to put weight on the injured ankle. After a couple of tentative steps, I realized that I could do it. I toiled on, wincing at every step. The fact that I was wearing just one shoe impeded my movements and the limping became much worse. I wondered if I was a grotesque sight. How can I think about such things right now? Silly girl!. I am a linchpin in the fabric of reason." Are there things you require?" Isabella tries to understand the phenomenon happening before her. Exceedingly curious if this is a dream or she's gone mad.His grin is warm breath on her every nerve."I, like many things, have evolved. I am the residue of recycled energy become sentient. The embodiment of Hades' ferry. I require nothing but my purpose. Although… amusements are rather appealing."Isabella's brain struggles to grasp the distortion that. I suck, I lick, my mouth is watering…He’s moaning and pushing his cock towards the back of my throat. I open my mouth wider, wanting to take all of him in. I can taste his precum, and God it’s good…I want more…My husband then spanks me for my earlier lack of hospitality. Hard. Pulling on my hair with one hand and slapping my arse with the other. I know I deserve it. I welcome my punishment.They take turns, each spanking me. Pulling my clothes from my body. I don’t resist. Then, with each. Moore was resolute, “We have had this conversation so many times, Jack. Well not again, I have asked Mrs. Thomson to cane you the same way she does with Colin and maybe then you’ll learn your lesson.” Mum stepped straight in swishing the cane, “Jack, I have used this on Colin, as I am sure you know, so just accept it and take it like a big boy.” I giggled and mum shot me a fierce glance. “But you can’t do this with Alison here, please,” he whined. “Alison is staying, so that is the end of.