Giacomo did as he was told, his engorged penis resting just above his Master’s knee. ‘What do you think to piercing his penis, Opal?’‘He would...be out of action for sex for quite a while.’‘Yes, but he could continue pleasuring orally, do the housework as well. I think it would be quite fun to see him running around in a latex dress, little high heels. I would like something that is sexually stimulating for his partner, but painful to him, and you could also attach a leash to it and drag him. He continued watching silently as they broke out two jugs of corn whiskey and began drinking.Cayuse had waited until just before dawn, when the Deacons were in their deepest sleep. He’d crept into the little camp; the fire had died out. The men were sprawled out, some snoring. No one stood guard.There were eight rifles, butts in the dirt, arranged so the barrels rested against each other forming a little pyramid. Cayuse carefully laid them on the ground, then carrying four at a time, slipped. My Grandfather was a custodian at a furniture store, and he was paid barely enough for us to eat and pay rent. They decided not to pay, and Grandmother told that to the man who came around the next afternoon. He told her that she was going to regret her decision and left after punching her in the stomach, not very hard, but hard enough to knock her down."Nothing happened the next day, but today, right after we had finished supper, there was a knock at the door. Grandfather went to the door to. I was aching, but I didn't know for what yet.The heavy truck door slammed behind him and he sat behind the wheel very still. I turned my eyes to him, and that's when it happened. He moved in so quickly that his rough hands were holding my head. His scruffy goatee against my lips and chin. His lips were wrapping around mine as I moaned. I felt pressure in my jeans as I was growing harder and harder just because of how amazing he felt against me, how amazing he tasted, and how amazing his hands.