She knew it wouldn’t be long before he realized her silky strands would trigger his recognition that she wasn’t her mother. Alex’s hair was cur...ier and had more spring.“Alex?” he said softly, seeking confirmation.“Unn hnnn,” Taylor murmured in the negative.She felt him jerk.“What the hell?” he asked, fully conscious now.She released him from her mouth and licked at his length. “Shhh,” she whispered.“Taylor?” he asked with unmistakable anxiety.She sucked the head between her lips and hummed. ? ?You’re a fucking cunt. A dead cunt.? ?Ya maybe.? I said, walking back to the toy chest. I selected a long heavy wooden paddle and a rubber dog bone style bit gag. I was tired of this shit. This was how I relaxed and Toy wasn’t helping a bit. The injection calmed her down a bit but she was still combative. I climbed on her back facing her head. As soon as she spoke I pulled the rubber bone deep into her foul mouth and strapped it tightly behind her head. ?Now you can talk all the. As far as he was concerned, Kenthrived under firm discipline and he would continue to do so as long ashe lived under his roof.Mr. Hammond also believed Ken thrived under the continual verbalreminding of his status with such humiliating treatment. He very muchliked to be in the presence of a 'bare bottom scolding Father', andloved the ingenious way some used certain phrases for their sons,nephews, brothers or others in their care.While Sir Lawrence had many, many implements available to him for. The company was surprisingly progressive, dividing their weekly events, held on Wednesday nights, between both gay and straight couples. The gatherings in the first and third week of the month were set aside for men and women and the second and fourth reserved for just men and women respectively. The next girls only night, Laurel learned, was this Wednesday.‘Well, if I’m going to do this, let’s do it,’ she thought, knowing full well that if the event had been a week or more off, she’d have.