One less mouth to feed and a stipend of money. A win-win situation for her.At first, the idea intrigued me. I was leaving Ohio for a Three Cs camp in ...alifornia. I had never been out of the State of Ohio except for Eastern Kentucky our ancestorial home, where I was born.I took a train from Union Station in Columbus for four miserable days, riding in coach, which meant I shared a bench seat with two others. On the second night, I awoke to find the guy next to me sucking my cock. I started to. My hands touching my inside thigh, my knees buckle as I moan slightly.She stops and kisses my neck. She smells me deeply. Looking over to her man for approval. He nods as he strokes his cock slightly faster. She fastens a collar around my throat. It is tight. Causing me to tear up slightly.He walks over and puts a leash on the collar. He grabs my hair and smells me deeply. He pulls lightly on the collar and I drop to my knees. I taste him. Part of me thinks of my boyfriend. I feel some guilt.. Their poor daughters orifices now ruined. First of all johnmdh, our convent girls are NOT permitted to drink alcohol or engage in sexual deeds with others, I assume you are unaware of this fact. Neither, are they allowed to wear underwear on account of them being unable to keep them dry. (Some girls make an awful mess of their knickers). Second, your language is abhorrent. My abdomen aches reading your sinful words. That innocent c***d of God left all alone, covered in sticky mess. I pray she. When Nancy is satisfied she often allows me to masturbate but not always; whether I'm allowed or not haas less to do with my please than it does if Nancy watches – and she usually does – or whether she simply wants to deny me to punish me or simply to exert her authority. If she has me on 'denial' then there is no sex of any kind and if I'm caught jacking off there will be hell to pay – she will beat my ass with one of the leather paddles she keeps for disciplining me. She often extends.