' They all laughed as Bruce pulled me to the hastily made pallet. Bruce ordered me 'get on your knees, I've got a tube for you to suck.' I looked bac... at Daniel and saw that he was removing his pants. Bruce had moved around between us and took hold of my head. One hand on each side of my face, he pulled me to his rigid cock as it wave in the air and order me to 'suck, bitch.' Tears flowing down both my cheeks I slowly opened my mouth as Bruce pulled me slowly to his man hood. As soon as his. At least I had not blamed Colleen. She had wanted me to send Josh home. Why hadn't I respected her wishes? Instead, I had humiliated her by letting him stay and watch. I was to blame and I would have to own up to it. Perhaps an apology was in order? But would it do any good? I decided that it would. Even if an apology did not mend the riff between Mrs. Ford and me it would help to ease my conscience.Going to work on Tuesday morning was a welcome change. I viewed it as a break from my weekend of. I kept looking her for a while, and she was looking me too, she could see from my face that I was, fucking high, then the bear man turned back to her and give her a really big kiss, she kept looking at me while kissing the bear man, i just say goodbye with my hand and she turned back to the bear man. I left the club and started to walk, this time listening the song of greenday "boulevard of broken dreams" and went to a park to lie down for a while and watch the clouds and i started to think: "i. It's all too much for the poor girl, it seems- the combination of the throbbing in her bottom, the embarrassment of being bottomless in front of her stepmother, the foul taste and the chiding for using curse words... she starts to cry partway through her soaping, tears running down her scrunched up face as Bridget finishes up. "Aw, there we go... don't worry, sweetheart, tears are a natural part of your punishment." Bridget coos, pulling the soap out and setting it aside. "Okay, hold it in for.