"Oh god, its you Cedric, what time is it?" Ian asked as he rose slowly from the chair, his muscles screaming in protest at being held for too long in ...he same position."Almost 8am," Cedric replied as he opened the curtains and let the diffuse light from the overcast day spill into the room.It was a quintessential Lords room.Dark cherry paneling covered the walls, high arched windows let in the eastern light. An oversize canopy bed dominated the center of the room across from the massive stone. Bayliss was whipped and thrashed at regular intervals as he lay trussed and gagged in the pig-pen like cell at the foot of the incinerator. The first indication he had that his time was nearly up was indicated when he was injected with a large dose of Viagra; an hour later, with his cock rigid before him, his lower limbs were untied, a ball gag was tightly fitted making it difficult for the snivelling cur to breathe, and a yellow sleeveless silk cape was placed over his upper body, reaching. She had zoned out again. She tried to focus on the professor who was talking about the psychological and psychophysical effects of interactions in different relationships. Apparently she hadn't missed too much, he was discussing the difference in effects of hugging with a person you just met, an acquaintance, a close friend and a partner. He pointed out that the release of endorphins can be strongest with a person you just met when there is a certain attraction. Being accustomed to someone. "After you've grown up, you can become a boy again. You have valid reason to complain to me—I did fail to kill you. In my feeble defense I tried. You have a chance to grow up all over again. It won't be easy. You will experience pain. The Paxlyn Domain believes in corporal punishment—thankfully they don't maim people here." That's not funny," Brandi complained. "I get spanked over and over and over again. They use all sorts of torture devices on me. They turn my butt and legs into raw.
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