As the new hands encircled her waist and caressed her ass, Rick held moved her hand down onto the rock hard cock at the front of his pants. Beatrice a...most summoned up the courage to stop but she was too far gone. ‘Take it out Beatrice,’ Rick ordered. As if in a trance Beatrice fished the big cock out of Rick’s pants and felt the warmth and thickness in her hand as she brought the young cock out in the open. Beatrice’s felt another boy’s fingers slip under her panties, explore the lips of her. Now tell me, do you need to be punished?”“Yes Master. I need to be taught to be a proper slave. I want to be a worthy slave, Master. Please help me learn.”I was determined to make this a lesson she would never forget. I wasn’t going to stop until I drew either tears or blood and that’s when I realized this was exciting me. I don’t ever recall fantasizing about delivering pain. Control yes, pain no. Now here I was, with my sister lying over my knee, telling me how she needed this lesson and I. Jack stared at her retreating back and then at the joint in his hand. There was no point in letting it go to waste, so he indulged himself by taking a long drag before stuffing it in his pocket. ‘She doesn’t like you, Jack,’ said a booming voice. Jack turned around, it was Mike Murphy, bar owner and the man who had single handedly lured a record company rep into his establishment, eventually leading to the Razor Blades’ big break. With a smile Jack hugged the older man and slapped him on the. The Cap was standing on the after-deck with Mike, both of them looking at us rather curiously."Hey there, Cap," I called out. "This is my friend Allison Benson and her son, Jeremy. They have a little problem and I need to go out to Tucson for a few days to fix it." Nice to meet you Allison; you too Jeremy, now tell me about it," was all he said and pointed to a couple of deck chairs. It didn't take long between the two of us even with Allison breaking down every now and then."You need backup,".