"It hurts a lot when she gives me the cane in that spot. I can feel it afterwards, when I walk or sit down. Tap, whistle, sting! "Five. Thank you, ...ane." Now here is your last one." Jane says.Tap, whistle, sting! "Six. Thank you, Jane." Now stay in place while I get some cream for your poor red bottom."I'm still secured to the wooden horse, so of course I'm not going anywhere. Soon Jane returns and rubs the cream on my bottom. It feels so cool and nice, and it is exciting to have here. At 43, she’s stunningly beautiful and takes good care of herself. She has the body most men want and women envy. Even at 32 I can only wish to be as fit and have her body. I used to work out daily in my exercise room, now it’s nice to see Mrs Brinkley making good use of it. I hear a noise and straighten my posture. She knows I’m here because the motion and video doorbell would have told her. Mr Brinkley has installed cameras around the property including inside the guesthouse. I’m never without. His hands firmly pushed my head all the way down, forcing his cock deep into throat so that my body bucked and squirmed for air while he held my mouth flush against his body.The first blast of cum felt like it had been delivered from a fire hose that had been heated to 150 degrees. Hot, thick cum shot into the back of my throat while he held my head tight in his lap. I tried to breathe through my nose but choked and snorted and I felt some cum seep into my stinging nasal passages. Charles. Have you forgotten about the lube? But yes my disposition towards youhad changed enough. I dunno. Maybe you were just sucking me in. Yet itfelt like you actually cared about me, so how could I punish andmistreat you? And I even thought about the male you. As psychiatristsgo, you were a long way from the worst of them. You let me go. You alsothought about what medicine might be best for me. You certainly weren'tcompletely heartless. So I gave you the benefit of the doubt."I guess that was fair,.