How thoughtful. While looking in the mirror I saw something raise up behind me. It was long, flat and black with small holes in it, then it suddenly c...me down with so much force that I could hear it on its descent. I figured out that it was the paddle once it struck me on my ass and the pain from it was twice as bad as the pain from his bare hand. He again wasted no time and swiftly gave me 9 more strikes on my ass cheeks as I was now sobbing on the sawhorse, pleading with him to stop as the. The knots tied around his hands squeezed inanticipation of the blow, which knocked him to the floor. Theykicked him upright and shuffled aside."No! That's not what we do here..." said a voice from behind theother men. He approached Jason. "We don't want to rough him uptoo much" he said, reaching behind him. Someone slapped somethinginto his hand. "We want people to see" he said softly, lookingdown at the knife."Now how are people supposed to see when he's all fuckingbloodied up?" he asked the. It’s okay.” Then he relaxed and I sucked his cock into my mouth. He tasted so fucking good. I could tell he had showered earlier in the day but had a full days worth of sweat and scent built up on his meat. He lay back and closed his eyes moaning something to me I couldn’t understand. I sucked him all the way down and suddenly he grabbed my head and held it in one place as he fucked my mouth fast and hard with his cock. Just as suddenly he relaxed and lay back. I backed off his dick to. Now, I’m a useless cripple because of it so, excuse me if I don’t give a shit about doing anything right now.’ I could tell, by the look in his eyes, that what I had said had hurt my father. But to his credit, he simply smiled, and while standing up, he leaned over and patted me on the shoulder and said, ‘Go ahead and get some rest, son. We’ll talk about it some more later,’ and then he turned and left my room, closing the door behind him. ~~~~~~ Two weeks later, I still hadn’t left my room.