Marvin stood with his arms crossed, looking me overwith a critical eye, while the older guy stood akimbo and looked aboutthe room. It was a laboratory... of sorts, but dark -- lit with candles -- and there were strange writings on the walls. An older man and womanwere strapped to the wall, nude, hanging by their arms, unconscious. Iknew them to be my mother and father from the dreams.Marvin continued, "Pierce her ears, twice."Moderate pain shot through both of my ears, but I endured it. When he was within five yards of his Beamer he was at last able to fish his keys out of his pocket, but instead of heaving them into the bushes he just pressed the electronic button on the fob to pop the locks. Kate jumped in and fastened her seatbelt, but he seemed rooted in place, trying with all his will to keep himself from even opening the door on his side. She upbraided him, and his resolve crumbled. It was a short drive to Marshall’s house, and he attempted to talk her out of going, but. I slide my hand down her crack and in between her legs to assess her wetness. Juices are flowing already. This always causes my cock to jump to attention, knowing I am doing this for her. I slide one finger in, and she gasps with pleasure. My cock rages at her erotic sounds. I slowly finger-fuck her as she purrs into the couch cushion. "Good girl," I say to her.After sliding my finger out, I hear her sigh. I resume her spanking, increasing my intensity and speed. After all, this is a punishment. The size of the laundry room was more of a closet size than an actual room. The bathroom was of simple design. It was decorated with just a tub with a shower, a toilet, a sink with a small cabinet underneath the sink, a mirror medicine cabinet, and a small wall storage cabinet for towels and wash rags. The door to the bath room was in a hallway leading from between the kitchen and living room into the bedroom. Two large plants and several posters hung on the walls were all that was in the.