I heard him laugh so I clenched my eyes shut even harder, wanting this embarrassment to be over. That is when he pulled my head closer to his thick co...k. My mouth slid over his tip and he made a noise that I would become addicted to: the noise of a man who has been made weak with desire. I chowed down. He tasted delicious and he was getting bigger and bigger. His knees were giving out and he was pulling hard on my hair. It was fucking epic! I had all the power in the world and I was even more. Warm on the outside, warm on the inside, I thought to myself.I began the comfortable ritual of packing my pipe as Gabriel launched into his favorite topic of conversation."I just got the Shari's Berries I ordered," he said."Shari's Berries?" You know. I told you about them last week."I shook my head and used the pipe to gesture for him to explain."The strawberries dipped in gourmet chocolate?"I shook my head again."The ones that look like little tuxedos?" Oh, right. I remember now."Gabriel. Pull me back," she said to one of the trainers. Whimpering, Timmy cowered on the floor. They alternated beating his back with their canes. Timmy screamed and sobbed into the floor, his back an incandescent sea of pain.She grabbed his hair and pulled up his tear-streaked face up. "Now who taught you, slave?"Timmy hiccupped and said, "Mmmmistress, one day I got home early and heard my sister and her friend Je, Je, Je, Jenny talking about me. Jenny wanted to see me jerk off. She talked my sister. Around midnight, I was jolted awake by a loud clash of thunder. I sprang out of bed thinking it was a cannon that had gone off nearby. There was a flash of lightning that lit up the room, followed immediately by a louder boom than before. It vibrated throughout the whole house, making it shake. I went to the window to see the rain come down, pummeling the ground below. It sounded like a thousand drumbeats. I was glad and confident the grass seed we had sown on the lawn and in the back yard.