I stepped up and touched the tip of the poker to Yates’s penile glans, and he screamed bloody murder. I silently agree that it must hurt. I touched ...t again, and Yates began staggering to get out of the way. ?Must I bind your ankles as well, Yates?? I asked sadly. ?I-I’m so sorry, Sir Headmaster? he said, with tears coursing down his round cheeks. ?Th-the pain from the poker?and the burns might do perm-permanent damage, sir.??Yes?or I could use the poker to burn out your eyes. Then you wouldn’t. You were there for me." Yes, and you were there for me as well. Makes for good memories, doesn't it?" Perfect."Cindy was my next partner. "You and my mom seem quite easy with each other. Aren't you jealous of George?" No reason to be. They are both my friends." Yes, but..." Please, don't go there." I will go there." Look Cindy, I have the utmost respect for your mother and she has the same for me. It isn't any of your business as I can see, so drop it." I still think you are an asshole." Think. If you start blabbing, you’ll simply forget everything that I told you. Basically, you’ll turn into a blithering idiot.”Bob stopped laughing, long enough to choke out, “How would we know the difference?”Greg was now glaring at Bob, “Careful, mouth, your ass is getting dangerously close to swallowing my foot.”I just smiled, “Don’t worry Buddy, if you end up accepting the full ‘Gift Package’ that I’m hoping to give you, that will come with the same risk/reward that Bob has plus a lot more. I want. ‘OK, I need to get dressed for my show now. Are you going to help me?’ Chris picked up a black stocking and handed it to Rick. ‘Rikkie, first roll it into a doughnut. That's right, now I going to put my foot into it and then you slide it up my leg. Mmmm, that feels s nice, your hands are so soft on my skin.’ Chris extended his leg and placed it on Rick's shoulder.Rick’s hands were shaking as he rolled the stocking up Chris’s leg. He felt himself becoming aroused by the way the stocking felt in.