Everything was black. Scott sensed he was laying on his back. He experimentally wiggled his toes and fingers. He knew something had happened but didn�...�t know what. Scott recalled being on his way to school but then, nothing. “He’s coming round.” The voice was female and was close by but Scott could see nothing. Someone took hold of his hand. “Hi Scott, you’re OK. Nothing to worry about.” The voice was bright and cheerfully reassuring. “Are you in any pain?”“Huh! No not really. I’m kinda numb. I. " Fiona groaned, clenching her jaw tightly. "He was like, 'What the fuck! That's so gross! You've got a dick!' I tried to tell him that it was just my clitoris. But he was jumping around the room, freaking out all over the place. He was calling me a hermaphrodite, and a fag. And he said he should beat the shit out of me." I was stunned. It was the last thing I was expecting to hear. I was relieved that he hadn’t forced her, but that quickly gave way to rage at the way he had treated her. "And. "Yes, I am sure. I want you to cane me," Kelly confirmed."It is upstairs, do you want me to bring it down or...?" started Trevor."No, let's go upstairs and then we can fuck after you have caned me," said the very turned-on Kelly.So upstairs they went and Trevor produced the cane which did indeed look like it would sting. Kelly handled it, bent it and slashed it through the air as if mesmerised by it. She handed Trevor the cane and then, without speaking, removed her trousers and panties. Trevor. She popped the top off the bottle handing it to him. Good sex, good beer, a loving girl friend, what more can one ask he felt. Then he felt his limbs going slack, he was falling back on the table. Alicia caught him and leaned him back down onto the table, taking the beer from him. She left him on the table unable to move, but he cold talk. It was like treading through quicksand but he managed to talk. "Whaaaat" he managed with difficulty. She turned looking at him with a smile, taking a bottle.