It turns me on when I think about them watching me on the television, reading the news, knowing what they did to me. And I cannot tell you how much it...excites me knowing that I could be on the street passing by or be standing right next-to one of those very men who degraded and used me that night....Anyway, back to the story... The concave table was filling up with warm cum. Marie helped me roll over and over in it to make sure every bit of me was bathed in it.”You dirty boys want to see me. After doing so, I look up from your lap and say, “Drive steadily now,” and giggle. Quickly, I place my mouth over the head of your cock and run my tongue around the head. You moan and shiver, but keep your eyes focused on the road illuminated by the moon. Slowly I move my mouth down your shaft, wetting it with my tongue and lips. After what seem like many minutes, you feel my lips wrapped around the base of your cock, your cock head pressed against the back of my throat, my tongue slowly. It was like this every Tuesday. On Monday's Goddess canes sissy's thighs, on Tuesday's Goddess canes sissy's ass,on Wednesday's Goddess canes sissy's little tits,on Thursday's Goddess whips sissy's thighs,on Friday's Goddess whips sissy's ass,on Saturday's Goddess whips sissy's little tits,on Sunday's Goddess slaps sissy until she is swollen and crying.Each week this repeats.Every morning, before getting dressed and after the beating, Goddess expects her sissy to swallow her piss and to lick. Whilst Harry may understand exactly how I feel, he's experiences really over-shadow mine. It was like comparing chalk to cheese by discussing abuse with him.So I bottle all this resentment for my parents, and look to be independent from them. I'm far past being sad and disappointed. It's fair to say I don't love them either. And if they one day did, I wouldn't care and it would change nothing."Hermione, you okay?" Harry must've admitted defeat because Ron is clearing the board. The.