So? What happened this weekend?" Nothing, really. He hasn't really opened up that much. I keep trying to get him to... you know... take an interest in..... you know... heading south." No, I don't know," I said, playing dumb. "You want him to take you on vacation?" Jeffrey! You know damn well what I mean." No, I don't. Explain it to me." Jeffrey! Why are you doing this to me?" I want to you to tell me exactly what you want him to do. If you can't vocalize it, how is he supposed to know? Now, tell. ” sheordered, the boy sat, his limp cock still exposed whichall three women gazed at.Coming back from the kitchen Cecilia had in her hand alength of rope, some scouring pads, a rolling pin andmetal toothed dog brush. She proceeded to tie the boyshands behind his back and his ankles to the chair, thenpulled his trousers down to his ankles, lastly sheviolently pulled his t shirt over his head, his torso,genitals and legs were now completely exposed. She produced the panties he was. . I'll be right back." I couldhear the laughter at that word Miss. Yes, he was laughing at me, mostdefinitely."O... O... Ok." I blubbered as he moved back through the house towardsthe front.I'm sure I mumbled to softly for him to hear me. But I heard him laughas he walked away. I was too shocked to move I just stood there. Thebelt started up the sucking motion. I had been standing there hoping itwouldn't. The tickles to my nuts increased as well. The anal plug in myass speeded up its vibrating. I fell hard to the ice and sat in cold snow, rubbing my sore, numb jaw. A smear of blood came away on my gloved hand. Moose had split my lip open. He still towered over me, hands clenched defensively, an angry quiver in his voice."I'm sorry," he told me. "But don't give me any of that shit. I don't want to hit you again, but I will. Gabe was fucked up, but still my friend. You're not like him. Don't fucking lie to me. Don't fucking mess with me. He was what he was, and you're not. Leave it.