As the suit reached his crotch, Sarah’s mom guided it into a special tube, that would keep all but the head covered, denying him any pleasure except...when he was not chastity restrained. Brent continued pulling the suit up his body, and over his head and arms. He stood still as Sarah’s mom zipped the suit closed, and applied a hot glue gun to the zipper, making the suit permanently sealed. Sarah’s mom then applied a collar to the boy’s neck, followed by the hand and foot hooves and. We had a new Bishop by then, my dad. Like you, we also do confession to gain absolution, so what Dad didn't see, he heard about."John said, "Why would you confess the truth? I thought you Mormons didn't believe in Hell." We don't, but the Celestial Kingdom has levels depending on the whiteness of your robes, and we do have a hell of sorts--nothingness--nonexistence--absence of God--worse than Hell, so we always sought absolution even when the only man who could give it was husband and father.. Zoe said “Dad, do you have to? Well maybe this will stop it before you go across my lap” and she came over to me, spun me around, and I heard her say, “this will be six Dad.”I gasped, heard the whoosh splat and my yelp. The next stroke followed immediately, and the next four straight afterwards. Rat a tat tat the strokes fell, not full force ones I reckoned, but certainly hard enough to hurt, a lot.“Now Dad, you can watch but don’t speak, at all. Understood?” Zoe snapped as she pointed the cane. It seemed extra hard just by looking at it.Closing my eyes I reached down and began to move my tongue up his shaft. I can’t believe my tongue was even touching a cock I remember thinking! I proceeded to circle my tongue on his cock head before moving back down his shaft. I was fully expecting him to come as fast as I did. I was wrong.I took in his entire cock and made sure my saliva got it good and wet before I began to suck him off. Trying to work it like those porn stars, I began bobbing.