I vaguely remember Amy mentioning that her girlfriend was studying photography – these were stunning. You could zoom in to the finest detail – mos...ly of her crinkly lips and nipples, then her deep wet freshly-licked cunt. The girl certainly knew how to celebrate the female form in deeply pornographic detail. I must have wanked myself to sleep that night – my right hand was still sore in the morning and the phone battery completely flat.Tuesday at school was complete torment – only a few hours. My ruined penis and testicles were pushed up, up and into me and Iretched again, although I had nothing to throw up this time. My abdomendistended out with the pressure of his fist in me, and I saw theremainder of my crotch that was still outside my body roll up at theedges like a sock and stuffed into the deep hole his forearm had made.With another violent wrench, he pulled his fist out and slapped his palmdown hard over my crotch again. This time there was a flash of heat, aburning. Lynn patted her back for a while.Jim swept up Steph and carried her upstairs when the tears stopped. She clung onto him, reminding him of how nice she felt, and how small and light she was. He laid her on his bed, pulled off her shoes, and said, “You’ve been awake too long. You need a nap to get some perspective back on life. You sleep. I’ve got to shower and change, then I’ll leave you for a while.”Steph nodded. With her head on the pillow, she watched him unabashedly strip away his running. However, Jeff needed to move her to the bathroom.He looked once again in his parent's armoire for inspiration. Hung inside one of the doors was a variety of whips and crops. All of them looked vicious and he was reluctant to use them on her. He really didn't want to hurt her, only use her.Then he saw it.Set in the back corner of the armoire was an item sort of shaped like a spear gun. The grip and body of the gun was made of black plastic and had a red numbered knob as well as a trigger. The.