Well... I didn't want to think about Heather's letter either.Dear Sammy,Your nephew is going to grow up without knowing his uncle. Is that what you wa...t to happen, Sammy?But K.O. isn't what I'm writing about; it's Mom. She's been having headaches, so bad that she has to stay home from work. She thinks something is growing inside her head but the doctors can't find anything.Some days she's so sick that I have to stay home from work too because I don't dare leave K.O. with her when she's hurting. I think John liked seeing her clothes get soaked as the next time he filled he mouth he instructed her to let it all run down her chin. Her blouse was plastered to her skin by now, and even her bra was soaked. The sight her of her piss covered clothing was stimulating to us all and as soon as John reached down to grab one side of her shirt Tom grabbed the other and they ripped it open. The buttons went everywhere as Tom pulled it free of her body in two pieces and tossed into the corner. Next. He scooped my breasts out gently from the corset, squeezing them playfully and tugging at the nipples. I closed my eyes, enjoying and grateful for the warmth of his hands. Without so much as a warning, he attached a clamp to my left nipple, making me yelp in pain. He did the same to the other nipple. The searing pain running through my tits was made so much worse by the cold hardening the nipples, forcing the flesh to push back more against the hard, unyielding metal.I looked down at my abused. *SMACK* the crop urged him...At the end of this session, she tied him to the ring in the wall once again, and he waited as she walked away. He was grateful for the time to rest.After a few moments she returned and he suddenly felt the splash of cold water as she dumped a large bucket over his skin. Fuck, that was cold, she didn't have to do that. His erection had begun to subside. He stood patiently as she dumped two more buckets of water on him, washing the dirt and sweat from him.Once he was.