What the fuck was I going to tell them? I walked into my room, eyes focused on the ceiling, my brow furrowed in thought. SNAP! “Austin!” I could t...ll it wasn’t the first time she had called my name. Broken from my trance, I looked at her. “Yea, Joc?” I sat on the bed next to her. She lay back on the bed, and pulled me with her, snuggling into my side. “Do you know what you’re gonna say to mom and day yet?” My arm around her, my eyes focused on the ceiling, I just shook my head. “No, not a. He loved it when I sucked his balls. Sir suddenly grabbed a handful of my hair and began working my head in the rhythm that he so desired. I felt something wet stream down my inner thigh. I loved it when he was rough with me. Sir's maneuvering became more forceful as he got me to deep throat. I could feel his cock throb to the sound of my choking and this made me drip even more. He stopped for a second, sliding two fingers into my swollen pussy lips and began massaging me from the inside out.. His cock cage was removed before each session, and he was more than relieved when the session culminated in him being milked in the padded room by the cruel and grinning nurses. He lived in fear of those sessions where his cock was left denied, his ass plugged, and the door was opened to allow his conveyance by the strutting and eager nurses to the execution room. Each scenario was slightly different, but the end was always so similar; a woman he had previously tormented would have the supreme. "No way" I blurted out forcefullyand spontaneously. Without warning Tom took a flogger and delivered a lashto my pussy that was far more intense than any of the previous ones causingme to writhe in pain. It was my punishment for speaking without permissionand not addressing him as sir. Tom's attitude changed abruptly and for the worse. He told me that my attitudewas poor and that I could expect to be confined overnight. If my attitude persistedI would spend the night standing in the stocks.