He said shocked by her question. Well you better do it anyway, or Ill tell mom! She said with a touch of anger in her voice. I cant its not right! He ...creamed Well then Im telling mom! She said, reaching for the phone. Wait! Dylan said thinking over what was happening in his mind. Ill…Ill do it. He said hold on. He got up and walked sluggishly to his room, finding his wallet and grabbing the condom he kept tucked away, just in case. Okay lets do it in your room. He said to Jessica. Still trying. “When the entire bag is empty, it will be uncomfortable, but not terribly painful, because I am showing you mercy since this is likely your first enema. I’m sure you want to thank me for my mercy, don’t you, Jaime?”“Oh, yes, Ma’am, I do,” he moaned, his erection still mocking him as it showed proof he liked what was being done to him. “Thank you so much for your mercy, Ms. Rebecca. I’m very grateful.”I smiled at his effort and entertained how much fun I would have with this sissy. It was. " Matron looked down at the bewildered male who squirmed in the straps he remained in after winching down; he watched as his captor strutted urgently to a large chest at the end of the room, placed so that the captive could see and enjoy exactly what was happening. The smiling bitch lifted a noose attachment with an 'O' ring fitment which would be attached to the rope on the appropriate gallows; she took pleasure in holding it high so there was no doubt as to what it was, and paced slowly back. Big match coming up."As I followed his gesture I saw something rarely seen, my son's cell phone not in the possession of my son. Thinking this the perfect excuse to escape Wrestlemania and check on Todd without appearing to be spying, I picked up the phone and said, "In a minute honey, let me bring Todd his phone first."My husband, whose focus had turned back to the television, said "Okay, tell him Cena's up next."The upstairs hallway light was off; no light showed under Todd's door. Was he.