.. By the way, this is my special friend Michael." We shook hands and Michelle continued."Well you know Bob Reynolds..." I know of him, at least, he's...not in any of my classes." He's highly respected around here..."Michael put in, "Totally respected."Michelle told us, "He doesn't really date but he brings dates to our social events like these dances and such. You know about the coming-out dances and so on they have in the South where the girl is presented as being available and ready? And the. On the wheel went, remorselessly. Her fingers crept above the rollers into the narrow space between the wheel and the spikes below. On the wheel went. The spikes started to dig in just beyond her wrists. He heard a noise, half whimper, half grunt, and watched, fascinated, as the wheel kept going, dozens of spikes now penetrating her arms. The blood was obvious, springing up from the puncture wounds to dribble over her arms. Lucius remember holding them before her second flogging, remembered. I know the hands tools are on the side of the shed, but I wanted to go inside and look around. Buster did not scare me with his barking, we made friends about a year ago when I first got here, in fact I would run off and hide just talking to him. He was a good listener and friend. I wanted some privacy and I knew I would have it there. That is if Mr. Johnson was not there. But being the maintenance man, he was always working in the building. And the last time I saw him today he was in the. There was an area on my lower buttock, vivid red, the place where he focused his assault, and that was burning. His words rung in my ears "...before I do something I'd regret even more." Was he talking about hurting me more, or… I got dizzy and sat on my bed. That's when I felt how absolutely wet I was down there. I was so sensitive, not only the hurt area. My pussy pressing on the mattress made me gasp.I looked around, to my white and yellow room - my favorite color, all decorated as cute as.