My mother and I made several trips to the big city to purchase a complete new wardrobe for my trip. I wanted so much to look just like an American and...tried to pick out clothes to fit my image of you wonderful people.Oh, yes, the big city I referred to is Timmins, Ontario, of course. You must have heard of Timmins. It's way up north in Ontario, and literally thousands of people live there.Timmins is just over 50 miles away from my home and it takes two days by dog sled to get there from. .''feeling shy as fuck her calling me a small cock, i got sad and my cock got even smaller and smaller''oh you getting so little , whats the problem? , you getting so small wow so cute''''come here little cock boy, its ok come here''i was help on her bed, my wrist suddenly locked in cuff''you better be a very good boy now''''i like to play with boys little cunt, yours look so tight''''waitttt what nooo ''her finger in my hole making cirle as she spit down her finger trying to get in. Then Mary said,"See the welt it just left?" I could feel both of their hands feeling the new ridge on my bottom. "If you can, you should place the strokes in parallel to each other. You try it." I felt the tapping, heard the whistle sound, the SPLAT. This time my hands went back real fast to rub my bottom. I didn't know that a cane could hurt so bad. "You can really feel the cane, can't you Clyde," my wife said. "I sure can," I answered. "I won't want the cane used on me very often.". My pants went down and so did my underwear as I struggled to reach them, my hands and wrist were seized and I was pulled straight. Next thing I knew was one of my tennis was being snatched off my feet and my pants and underwear was being pulled off. My mind was reeling as to what was happening, suddenly my arms were pulled back over my shoulders so hard that I cried out in pain. Bruce and Charlie was saying something I could not make sense of as they pulled me over an ottoman... Charlie sat.