What’s the deal with you and the sissy?” She pointed at the disturbed brunette. “I am not gay, I am not a faggot, why do you people keep saying ...hat.” Sidney snapped as the stress took toll on his body and he shook nervously.“Oh, now look at what you’ve done, you big bully. Go on and take care of the customers, Wallace.” The lady ordered. “Shit Donnie, I was just having some fun with the scary bitch.”“Well, if that was your goal, then you’ve done that, so as the acting manager, get you big ass. When are you coming up?" I asked - my voice rock-steady. "Well John, I can't get away right now. But, I've made an appointment foryou with Dr. Wintergarden. Your mother knows all about it. She's agreedto take you to see him." A doctor? What did I need with a doctor? Iwasn't sick. I said as much to him. "Joan, you really need to see thedoctor." So now he was calling me Joan. Yes, I got his point, but thatdidn't mean I had to like it."Well Dad, I'm kind of busy myself these days. I don't get home. For boys: wrap the yarn about your waist, tying knot to secure it, then thread the yarn behind and up your butt crack in back and in front wrap the yarn around your cock and balls ( ties a tight knot to secure ) and run the yarn through your open zipper. Pull your yarn-wrapped and bound cock and balls though your pants fly. Zip up your pants high enough to entrap your genitals. Your underpants are to be stuffed into your mouth so they are half in and half out.The remaining length of yarn on. ’ I moaned at this. Some of the prison guards laughed. So did quite a few of the prisoners. The warden then proceeded to decorate my body with painful red marks and even a few welts. I screamed and struggled against my bonds, but the prison guards had tied me too tight. No matter how much I struggled and jerked in my bonds I didn’t have a hope of getting free. After twenty stinging lashes my naked buttocks were a red-hot network of pain. My ribcage and abdomen were also sporting some angry red.