I was concentrating too hard on not over reacting to the fingers currently caressing my dick and balls to really reply. Even though I had only locked ...he cage in place earlier that day, the constant reminder of what was to come, as well as the non-stop stimulation it subjected me to were more than enough to prove my point. I was almost a perfect example of what I had just been talking about as I spewed in less than a minute."Yeah, that was pretty quick. Just thought it might be a good idea.. She had asked about him and knew he wasn't married, dating, or gay. “Is he just that dense?'” she pondered to herself, “Or is he just not interested? All he ever seems to think about is work! What do I have to do to get his attention, come in dressed only in a cardboard box?”After months of not getting anywhere with him, she was so annoyed that she was about to give up on him. She decided to make one last attempt to get his attention. She made up her mind that if he did not get it this time, he. She said she live kissing, I said where, she replied especially on lips and I love to be get kissed.I said all girls love it and I love kissing on lips too and smooching hard and kissing allover the body and feeling each other. She was happy sharing with me all this and I shifted bit closer to her and hugged her she too came close.She asked me you should have good gf now, I said yes I need a gf like you and feel it great with you.. She was surprised and smiled and hugged me. I couldn’t control. The cane tapped ominously n my buttocks. "Try to relax. It will bruise less."I tried to relax. The cane drew back. A pause. I could still get up. I could stop this. I could work something else-A swoosh.Too late.CRACK!Bizarrely for a moment there was no pain, then"FUUUUCK!" I screamed. I jumped up and clutched my bottom, jumping on both feet, my erection disappearing and flopping up and down. I turned beseechingly to Andrea, realising I was due for an extra stroke when I couldn't imagine bending.