I brought the cane down with all my power across the backs of his thighs and marveled as the red line appeared instantaneously, and immediately pulled...the cane upright for a second beating, but he slid off the desk onto the floor, clutching his thighs in a fetal position, and started sobbing.'Get up you ball-less bastard' I screamed and he held one hand extended to me with a look of fear in his eyes.'Please please' he cried, 'Enough, no more', he pleaded, but this just made me more angry, 'OK'. Even soft, it hung halfway down his thigh. Just imagining what it would look like made me wet in a heartbeat. I had many sexual fantasies about my dad. Judging by the way Phillip filled out the crotch of his tight fitting western Jeans he was every bit as huge as my dad if not even bigger, if that was possible. I had sexual fantasies about him too.I spent my summer vacations with Uncle Phillip at Elmendorf Air Force Base. He was attached to the 732d Air Mobility Squadron. Aunt Cathy served as a. Kristol broke from our kiss, walked her knees down the bed, moving in between my legs, and raised my knees up to her shoulders, lifting my ass, and pinning my shoulders to the bed.Next, she started slapping my ass, first one side, then the other. After about ten slaps, she released me, then turned me so I was on my knees again, with my ass up in the air and my shoulders down.By this time, I was limp, and just let them do what they want, not trying to act, just letting them manipulate me, which. ”“I’m not going to hurt her, I’m just going to scare her,” I snarled. “Scare the hell out of her.”“It’s not her I’m worried about-”“I’m not going to get in trouble.”“It’s not that, Greg...”I was so mad I nearly snapped at Courtney, “Well what the hell is it then?”“Greg, she’s really strong.”“I’m a lot stronger than I used to be,” I boasted. “You’ve seen the weight I put up now.”Courtney looked away. I kissed her on the cheek and jogged off toward the soccer field. I could see the crowd of kids.