" That came as a shock. "Why did Teacher tell you and not tell me you are already a part of this?" Mark felt like he had been let down or betrayed or ...eft out of the loop."I had to be examined, sort of like being tested. At some time in the past, people like us were bred and designed to meet each other and get married. Something about our genes causes us to become close and eventually mate. I couldn't understand the part about the genetics involved."Then there was something about an. Her hand would occasionally squeeze my thigh and I did notice her hands were moving higher up my leg each time. My Aunt asked me if I trusted her and I said I did. I thought about this and said of course I did, why not? I'd known her all my life. She then asked me something very odd. 'Would you go upstairs and change your clothes? I have laid something out on my bed for you to wear.' I was still feeling the affect of the alcohol and so feeling quite adventurous so accepted, I thought she'd. I squirmed, trying to get away from him. He had his left hand on my waist, holding me in position.Whack! Whack! Whack!One hand was on the ground, balanced. I brought my right hand behind me, trying to cover my whole ass to protect it from DeAndre's belt.He grabbed my wrist, pinning it behind my back and continuing with my punishment.“DeAndre...” I whined, “Please.”The next whack was harder.“I did not give you permission to speak.”“DeAndre...I do not want this!” I said, suddenly angry, “I demand. We have arranged for sufficient clients, old and young, male and female, to be on hand to service you with only a short break, for five hours. You will allow them full access to your body and all your holes are available for their pleasure, regardless of your feelings and any pain it may cause you. If you do not perform well enough in their opinion, they are at liberty to use the light strap that hangs on the back of the door to your room and award up to a dozen strokes on any part of your body.