This was supposed to be one of the most glorious events in her life, and all she got was a sore and bloody crotch. He never gave her an orgasm, and ne...er called again. She never told her father.There was only one person in Betty's life now who she could really talk to, and that was Joyce. Even then she couldn't bring herself to open up completely. There was no mention of that last afternoon with Stacy, or her lingering attraction to the girl. She never discussed the details of prom night, only. He shook my cock and the clothespins on my cock head danced around, causing immense pain. I thought about the safe word but knew I could handle this, as least for a few more moments.The blindfold was suddenly off and he held my head face down, staring at my cock. It was hard as a rock, with precum oozing freely from the 5 days stored load in my balls. He held my head downward with one hand, while twisting my cock and balls to show me the work he had done. The head of my cock looked like a. I have to cum. Surely the end reward of all this cruelty is a moment of relief, and a brief lessening of the terrible ache in my balls, a fleeting, tiny instant.When both Ladies return, it is only for more of the same – more endless rounds of rough masturbation, followed by the cane landing on my cock flesh to bring me away from orgasm. I feel like my mind is crumbling under the constant assault. Once again I end up burning with an ecstatic fire that makes me feel like am defying gravity, but. So I decided that the best play was to chill with all this stuff and just see how our friendship progresses. The week flew by and our college classes started. Jeff and I did not go to the same university. Jeff was a freshman at West Georgia College and lived in a dorm room. I was starting my Junior year at the University of Georgia and lived in an apartment. It was my first apartment and I was so excited about it. I had 2 roommates that I did not know. This apartment complex leased by the room,.