"Jeff saw the sense of Monica’s suggestion and, looking at her with a smile, asked, “Would you really do that for me?”Monica liked the idea of p...nishing someone Jeff’s age and said, “Of course. Mind you, it will add at least half an hour to the time I need to spend here. Therefore, I won’t have time to finish everything.”Jeff was immediately cooperative and replied, “That’s no problem at all.”With everything settled, Monica stood up and turned her chair away from the table and into the room,. Whereas all ofthe anal sex between father and son took place with the son on hisstomach and the father on top of him, with the brothers andcousins, the boy was introduced to all the possible positions inwhich boys could be fucked.At the end of the week of relative instruction, a boy had three daysin which he could freely explore sex with age mates which hadalso been recently initiated. The boys were left totally alone duringthis stage, and sometimes groups of four or more wrestled on thegrass. Her cocked jumped with that familiar spasm. She had something hot and creamy for Mary—locked and loaded. “Oh, god. Mary, we gotta stop.”Mary wheezed, clutched her flushed bare chest. “Mmhmm.” The poor girl seemed unable to talk. She stumbled toward the door and put her weight on it, drunk in ecstasy.“Just let me grab my things.” Maddi backed away and up the stairs. “And it would be best if you waited here. I don’t think I could keep my hands off you if you were near my bed again.” She. She mewled into her gag as he dragged her, the ten feet or so, to the middle of the room. “Stand next to the whipping post slave and spread your legs like a good little, ready to be punished, cunt!” he shouted.She spread her legs and heard him behind her getting something from off the wall in the corner. It was the wall of steel, the slave girls called it. And it was a collection of various metal restraints he used regularly on all his snivelling and pleading slave girls.But what Nyasia didn’t.