He was sure he was going to be sick."Come on, Caleb, baby...pretend it's a big old cunt you are about to lick!"Mark was in his element. The guys in t...e room idolized the jock."Can't we...can't there be some other losing penalty?" It was a stupidrequest, I know, but Caleb had to try it. He truly wasn't certain he couldgo through with this."Of course not! You lost the bet, and now you have to lick my ass!" Marksounded quite cheerful. He arched his back and wiggled his ass atCaleb. The guys. Something that had lingered between them for a long time had come to light, and they both felt it simultaneously. Willie managed to get to his knees, stepping out of the flour and extended his hand to her. Emily rose to her feet with his help but did not let go of his hand. They stood that way for an awkward moment, and then Willie moved back a step, and then another, until they were moving from the kitchen into his hallway. Wordlessly he led her to his bedroom. Emily was impressed with how. Tom now leaned forward and demanded an answer from Sandra, are you going to obey my every word without hesitation no matter what I demand. He asked.Yes master I will do whatever you say but please don't put my head back underwater, Sandra pleaded. Tom looked at her for a short while and then moved towards her.And what is to stop you changing your mind when I remove the barrel? He asked, you're saying you agree now but I bet at the first chance you would change your mind and then where would I. Her knees gave way first, and she dropped straight to the floor, impacting on knees that registered sharp pain. Her eyes became her own again, and the vision was gone. Movement in her peripheral vision caused her head to turn to the left. She saw Bob.It may have been that the pain in her knees distracted her enough that she didn't just shut down. It might have been kinder if she had lost consciousness just then, because her brain, though stressed in a hundred different ways, was still capable.