Sharon hadn't thought ahead at all. What thoughts she'd had were focused either on the here and now, or on her past. Her original anxieties about Sodo...ite pilgrims resurfaced for the first time in many days. Would she and Sweetness have their tongues removed? What barbarous customs did the Sodomites practice in their own land? She wasn't at all comforted by the sight of the Sodomite border guards with their automatic firearms, their dress of chains pierced to their genitals and nipples, and of. “Please, please don’t tell Mom and Dad!” I sniffled.“Shh!” she said. “I’m going to come up with an alternative punishment” She said. She still sat there unmoving for another few minutes.Finally she told me to stand in front of her. “Take off your shoes and socks!”“Now your trousers and boxers!”I did both with shaking hands. I now felt that I had some hope of getting away without may parents finding out. She still sat there assessing me. Her attention was having minimal effect on my cock, which. Shards of glass flying at unimaginable speeds, ripping apart anything that was in their way, no matter if labware, computers, or, well, potentially nearby classmates. Luckily there were just him, and me in close proximity, and neither of us got seriously hit by the glass. The blast, nonetheless, tossed me halfway through the classroom right against the blackboard, shutting me out for a long while. I woke up to look at my Dad's sad face. I didn't know where I was. For all I knew, I was still in. . I can ... handle it..." He grunted; eyes flashing wild with pained lunacy as a trickle of drool escaped his quivering lips. "Uh – AHHHHH!!!!" his eyes squeezed shut from the pressure that was building behind them. "We don't need ... the masks ... don't need ... the tests ... She ... survives ... I'll survive! Free ... free from the th - " he fell, vomiting to his knees. The white of his left eye suddenly flushed a solid crimson, as a blood vessel burst in his retina. "Not ... to me ... I ....