So there seemed to be some male influence or father figure in her young life. He mused that a young girl should always have a "daddy" even if it was a... uncle or a mother's boyfriend. Rod imagined scene of family discipline with Rachel standing submissively before her uncle (as her mother described her misdeeds) glancing furtively at the folded, wide leather strap in Uncle Jack's hands. "Daddy's Hands"... no, but probably just as effective on a 12-year-old girl's quivering, bare bottom!His. I didn’t think about Gwen being in your room. I guess it’s hard to shower with a bad arm?’ ‘You opened the door this morning?’ asked Steve nervously. ‘When was that?’ ‘Gwen didn’t tell you? She saw me and motioned for me to close the door. You guys were all romantic … and naked. Mom laughed at me when my face got all red after I closed the door.’ ‘Your mom?’ repeated Steve. ‘Kate, Paula, I am so sorry that happened! It’s Kate’s room and she certainly should have access to her stuff. I’m a lot. I interrupted Kelly pretty quickly. “Are you interested in WHY your sister is naked, farting the alphabet for your son?” I asked, stopping her in her tracks. Kelly just nodded and I think she winked at me.“So Berry and I talked and we decided ... well mostly I decided and Berry went along, that we’d give this training thing a real go. Master had made all sorts of ... promises, I guess you’d call them, about what we COULD be like and have and do if we weren’t such cunts. I was nice for a day or. No other human could possibly stand this much intrusion. Otherwise, if it weren’t for us doing it you would die on the spot.” Another wide grin glared at me.Suddenly I was gripped anew with what felt like their arm was way up inside me pressing forward like it was trying to pass through the tip of my penis, excruciating. It lifted and caused me to feel as though I was levitating. There was a tremendous pinch in my balls. I cried and no one seemed to care as a frigid chill seized me whole.Then.