She lined the end up with my penis head and slowly she pushed it into my dick. I could feel it going in pasted the ring before she screwed the ball in...o the end of the cage. She took a pair of rubber covered pliers and tightened it so I couldn't remove it by hand. She pushed me back away from her so she could admire her handy work. She stood and asked me how it felt. I said I can feel the tube deep inside my body. She said that's so you can pull your tiny pee pee out to play with it. I asked. John was tall, slim and very blonde (I was tall, slim and very dark haired)- secretly I lusted after him, which I didn't think he was aware of. He was actually the only guy who I was attracted to at that time.We were on the home leg of our walk, on a lovely summer late afternoon, walking along the old disused railway line. Glancing into the bushes at the side of the line we could see lots of pages of a magazine or more. "I hope it's porn" exclaimed John, taking me a little by surprise. Bear in. Laying on my back on the table I looked up at him with tears welling in my eyes and the blood drained from my face when I saw the wild, burning look in his eyes and screamed again as his fist landed against my cheekbone. He punched me again and again, in the face, neck and chest and I groaned and thrashed as his hard knuckles pressed deeply into my soft skin. He reached down and spreading my legs roughly, began to punch between my legs, "Stupid fucking hole," he muttered as his fist slammed. Katrina? Whats wrong? I thought that this was what you wanted. I thought that you wanted me to fuck you. I do, but Im scared. Ive never been naked in front of a boy before. You might think that Im ugly. I went to her and kissed away her tears. Katrina. Katrina. You are beautiful. Ive seen you often enough in short shorts and a little top to know that you have a beautiful body, and Im really excited that Im about to see you naked. At least I hope that Im about to see you naked. Of course we will.