Thankfully none of the rest of the course members were around.“Bet they haven’t been awake all night,” Mark laughed.Giving him a squeeze, Louise...giggled, “They didn’t have the same incentive.”Strolling cosily through the vividness of red roses, multi-coloured petunias and bright yellow gazanias in the hotel grounds, to where the gate led to the riverside, they remained tightly clinging together.Mark mused, “Looking back. I still find you so hard to believe.”“Just me?”“Us,” Mark quickly. I was then on all fours, then on my back, then on my belly. It was a constant banging of cocks and slapping hands. Semen splattering all over. It went on for hours of nonstop fucking in all my holes.Then a bell sounded and all men moved away. There was a huge bowl in the middle of the barn and I was thrown into it. It was filled with piss and shit. The other girls were thrown into it as well and the top was closed with a rack. We were trapped. The amount of piss and shit most be from all these. "Do you know the punishment for being a slut, without my permission?" Mother shook her head. "Mother, pull your panties back up. I'm going to cane your bottom till you can't comfortably sit down. I'm going to give you four strokes with those panties for protection, then six strokes on your bare bottom - on your bare naughty bottom." She was white now, her hands still on the head but the nipples resuming their usual shape. "Oh, Don, no, please. I'm sorry, really sorry. I'm your mother, you can't. As he opened the fridge and pulled a soda can from the inside, he opened the can and benignly slipped a small blue pill from his coat sleeve into the can. he walked over to the desk, and sat in his navy office chair.“Here, Darby. Drink up, and lets talk about your situation. How about that? What should I do, so that you can do, what you do?”“Well, sir, I think Will is different than the other boys.”“I thought you said he was willin’ to consent?”“He was, sir. But only once. Afterwards he told me.