The characteristic tooting of the ringback tone rang in my ear like an annoying tinnitus. I was about to hang up the phone and give up on the foolish ...dea of trying to reach an old hag who enjoyed pranking young students as a female voice came to my ear: “Blackwood, how can I help you?” Her matured voice had me intimidated to a point where I had to clear my throat and inhale deeply in order not to have mine cracking like a boy in the middle of puberty: “Good day, Ma'am. I have a handkerchief. But that comes later, we start with some warm up first. And since Kristen is our guest, we start with her.Once we’re all upstairs and naked, I grab some rope and tightly tie Kristen’s tits off at the base. This makes her already large breasts even larger, and gives them a nice blue-purple colouring. The whipping makes the colour even darker!Well yes, of course I’m whipping them. What would you have done? I whip them nice and proper, left to right and right to left. Since I’m a righty, left to. My dad was a good man but he had a mean side to him. If my brothers or I did something bad we would feel his belt on our asses. It wasn’t too bad unless he was drinking. At those times he would tend to hit us even harder. I had a few welts to hide after one of his beatings.“Please don’t tell my dad, Mr. Williams. He would be very mad if he knew.”“Stand out away from the rock, Molly.”Slowly I moved away from the rock. He stared at me from head to toe. I felt so dirty being on display for this. A few days later it was the weekend and that Saturday afternoon she came over to my place for some beer and burgers. We finished eating and started watching a movie. She said her neck was sore and would I mind massaging it a little, and of course I wanted to touch her wherever she wanted me to. One thing lead to another and her shirt came off, and my shirt came off, and pretty soon we were both naked. She was getting turned on and told me that she wasn't on any birth control, and did I have any.