That evening began a training period for me with Mrs. Smythe. Each time I would go to her house, she would jerk me off saying she wanted to make my p...nis even larger each time. She taught me how to lick her clit and to put my penis between her legs, entering her with a forceful pumping action. She became like a drill sargent, making me work as hard as I could, but she would bask in her success and she began to call my penis hers.A few weeks of being Mrs. Smythe's hand man, she said that I. Emma,seeing that Jean really was scared, softened her tone. ?We?ll try not to makeit hurt too much. We?ll just stretch you out for now; Scott can take it fromthere afterward.? She reached for the bag Betsy had gone to get from her roomand took out lubricant and several butt plugs and anal dildos, all in differentsizes. Some were small, some were larger. All of them looked terrifying toJean, who was a complete virgin back there. ?We?llstart small,? Betsy said. ?Anal is an acquired. Nick grabbed miss Tobin round the waist clenching a buttock in the process. Miss Tobin started to panic now. There was no reasoning with Nick. He'd been doing this for weeks and he wasn't going to stop.Nick pushed miss Tobin onto a nearby table and laid her down. He took of his tie and tied one of her hands round one of the table legs. "Best leave the other hand for some mobility." He said. He came round the front of her and looked her down. He reached forward and literally tore her shirt in. Driving her mother, her mother’s car survived the flood but her twelve-year-old car, parked in the parking lot, didn’t. Nothing was salvageable. To make their personal situations even worse, the police and firemen wouldn’t allow residents back in their homes until the buildings were inspected. A three week process, their possessions floated in a pool of water contaminated with home heating oil, raw sewage, and mold. The Red Cross put her up in a shelter, but with her mother never at a loss for.