? He begins tocaress her breast and hears her moan.? Hethen pinches her nipple hard and a moan of both pain and pleasure escapes herlips.? ?I do love ...he way you moan mypet? he says to her. ???? He grabs her bythe waist and quickly turns her away from him and bends her over the back ofthe couch.? She panics.? She has underwear on which is against therules of his house.? He lifts her skirtand sees her disobedience.? ?What isthis? he says to her.? ?Do you not knowthe rules of my house?? ???? ?I?m. To my surprise, the theater door opened and around the curtain entered a 20 or so year old thuggish looking BBC (as it turned out). Being the nervous Nellie I am, I did not want to make any overt moves, hoping instead he would be the aggressor should anything start. Within minutes he had his pants down around his ankles and began stroking the largest cock I have ever seen. Immediately, I removed the poppers from my jacket pocket, and took several large hits in each nostril and let out a small. "He's been here every day for the last week checking in on you" added the blonde."I was out for a week? That sounds damn serious" Brian whispered."It was a bit touch and go for the first day or two; they had to relieve some pressure off your brain so they had to drill some holes in your skull and puts some shunts in. They worked like a charm though and your vital signs and brain readings are back to normal now" the blonde told me."Next time they can take the damn car!" Brian said as the nurses. Right away I could feel the sting from his bare hand. The sound of the swats were pretty loud, echoing in the kitchen. Each swat was making my stiff cock bounce around. A steady rhythm of continuous stinging swats landing on my bare ass. My cheeks were starting to feel very warm at a barely tolerable level of pain. I just laid there like a helpless, worthless excuse of a man. David-“Ok Andy, we made it to sixty swats. The number we agreed I would stop at. Are you sorry for cheating on.