I looked at his face and I can only describe him as an old frail man. He didn't say anything as Dave gestured for him to remove his trousers. "You are...a rubbish whore - you can't even make men's cocks hard! You useless cunt" With this I saw Dave take a big hock and then spat a huge phlegm across my face and lips. The old man now stood directly in front of Tina. His thin white legs just about supporting his podgy torso. His grey underpants were on the floor with his shoes kicked off next to. I began to feel dizzy and my knees began to weaken with the pain. Just at that moment Master stopped my flogging and ordered me to my hands and knees. I was still blindfolded. You will remain like that for the next three hours without moving a muscle. He told me. X will remain with you and watch that you dont move. If you do we will start the flogging again and you will remain still for four hours. Do you understand? Yes Master. I replied as clearly as I could. And without saying a word I. Left on his own, he would get to Dad’s room by eight or nine – tomorrow!Kelly put him down once we got to the second floor, so that we could each grab a hand and walk Seamus down the hall. Seamus solved that problem by lifting his feet and swinging between us, laughing the entire time. I looked over at Kelly and said, “I really think we need to reconsider that stadium naming contract with your father.”Kelly looked down and Seamus giggled while kicking his feet up. “I was never in favor of that. I also was into bondage and was definitely a 'top'. I stood about 5'8" tall and weighed about 118 lbs., all nicely distributed on my lanky frame. My mom was still very good looking at 42, shorter than I was at 5'3", and was more "Rubenesque" in stature. She knew of my lesbianism, but ignored it as she hoped it was just a "phase" I was going through. I dated a few women, but was not going with anyone at the time. Mom had not gone out since dad's death, but I hoped she would soon start to.