Don't get condoms. Get the pill, so I can feel you shoot your stuff inside me.”“If anyone finds out, I'm dead. We're dead. Our life together is...over. I want to make sure you understand that.”“Dad, it's okay. I know. There's a big risk in this for me, too. Who would want to be seen with the town slut?” she said, gently fondling my cock and balls.The town slut – what a horrible name for one's own daughter! I would kill anyone who called her that, and castrate any boy who tried to make her. The mirrored rooms are OK. I like to watch a cock go in my mouthas much as my boys like putting them in there. When my boys fuckme up my ass I'm more concerned with me cumming than the show.To each his own. I don't do the maso-sado thing. My personallife is so fucked up (thanks Frank my love) that whips andchains don't mean a thing. I hope to get to use the group rooma lot. Oh baby fuck my ass as I suck a dick. Fill my mouth withcock and cum as your buddy goes in from behind. Now boys. He was always chasing these dumb broads and seldom showed interested in me. When he did it was to point out what a failure he thought I was. He saw himself as some kind of god and me as some kind of worm. Yeah, nice guy. As for my mother, she died of breast cancer. In her time she was the most covertly abusive person I’d ever seen. The whole village where we lived thought she was a saint. A kindly schoolteacher and churchgoer. What they don’t know is that when she got mad, she would take it. It was Robbie."Looks like it's payback time, nerd," His eyes were cold in the beam coming off of his flashlight, and in a panic I reached for his switches. His fist was faster, as it connected with my jaw, and I saw stars.* * *My jaw was the first thing I felt as I woke up. An odd moan sounded from somewhere, and it took me a few moments to realize it was me. My mouth didn't feel right, and I soon realized there was a gag between my teeth. Keeping my eyes closed, I hoped to fool them.