Soaking wet beavers and pricks rubbed all over my body. I levitated higher and higher off the ground. I screamed in pleasure. I had always dreamed of ...aving every hole, literal and metaphorical, filled to the gills but I never thought it would happen. Here I was, plugged up like a power strip with all its outlets being used, filled up like a thing that was completely full.“Who are you people!” I shouted through the ecstasy. No one answered because they were all too busy fucking my human body. And did….”Liz almost bushed too.“Er…yes. Bethan was caned several times. I think it did her some good even though her bottom was well marked for a week.”Helen was mildly shocked. Liz continued.“I have to say that my own experiences of the cane were painful but I felt it would be necessary if her tutor said so.”Liz was only giving Helen part of the story. She continued.“Has Harry had the cane at all? I understand the boys’ HM Mr Brown is a keen user of corporal punishment.”“Oh, yes, four times. Pat threw her arms around Ian's neck and his hands gripped her arse cheeks."Upstairs big boy, give me another good fucking, " said Pat when they stopped snogging. Ian could see most of Pat's arse below the nightdress as she led the way up the stairs and once in the bedroom, she immediately undid and pulled down his trousers. His underpants were then dragged down and his erection stood out proud.As Ian removed his shirt and scrambled out of the clothing at his feet, Pat let her nightdress drop. "You have no say in who I date, anymore. Hell, if you had your way, I would be 'volunteered' every time I had a date! I could NOT be allowed a personal life while living under your roof! I have no clue what your reasoning behind that was, but I can tell you that IN SPITE of your attempts to keep me from experiencing life, I managed to have TWO girlfriends and had sexual relationships with BOTH OF THEM! I bet that makes you even angrier, doesn't it! Well, MOTHER DEAREST, I am NOT your doormat.