. right." "And I want you to know also, we do spank at home, but we believe in causing real pain. No part of her body is taboo here. Wherever it's pos...ible to hurt her, that's where we hurt her. It's for her own good. You're welcome to take advantage of that fact in whatever way you see fit." "I understand I think." "And she is to reward you for your hard work in punishing her when you're finished." "Sir I, I'm sure I don't know what you mean." "I'm sure you don't. Please in any case enjoy. The girl screamed in agony.?Oh, I’m so sorry,? said Susan. ?I didn’t mean to hurt you.? As she stared at the girl a look of intense anger came over her face. She raised the scissors above her head and then stabbed them into Katie’s stomach. There was a wet, ?squick,? sound and a spray of blood as they tore into her intestines. Susan left the scissors there. They were turning her on. It was time for the finale, but she wasn’t sure how she wanted to do it. Her gaze fell on the bitch’s denim. I groggily entered leaving the door open like I usually did, opened the lid on the commode, pulled my briefs over my dick and began relieving myself. I closed my eyes lazily fighting off sleep listening to the sound of my stream hitting the water when I heard a gasp. I slowly turned my head opening my eyes to see Carol, my father’s 3rd wife standing there wide eyed, mouth open and staring as if astonished. “Oh my, I’m so sorry Hollis. I was just….uh ….” She stuttered and I still half asleep. To my surprise, instead of handing me a note and some money, she held out a bottle of oil, and said. “Would you be a sweetheart and rub some of this oil onto my back. I’d ask my husband to do it, but he’s away on business, again,” she ended, emphasizing the last word. “Come on through,” she went on, holding the gate open. “What’s your name?” She asked as I walked past her.“Jeremy,” I said.“Well Jeremy, you can call me Mrs. No, let’s not be so formal, just call me Jenny.”By normal standards, the.