The fifth stroke came, but she reacted less to it and simply continued sobbing quietly with her face pressed to the mat. The sixth stroke was the hard...st of the set, and always landed right at the top of her thighs. She shrieked, but quickly relaxed, knowing that her ordeal was finished. She kept her position while she cried for a few minutes. Tony sat back on the ottoman and waited for her to regain her composure. After she calmed down, she raised herself up and turned to face Tony. She. ..don't do that, I'm not a fag!!" She cries, I smile as I push itin ignoring her cries of pain and making a few more changes as her addedpunishment. The dildo gets wider and wider until it stretches herasshole further than should be possible."From now on every guy's cock will stretch you out painfully and everytime they cum in you your ass and hips will get bigger and your need tobe fucked will grow. So please say something else because I can come upwith even more punishments for you," I say. She’s an awesome friend, but our paths in life are different. I think I told you that our paths would have been radically different if we had just gotten past our own foolishness and insecurity back in seventh or eighth grades. I’d say she’s similar to Bethany, though with Kathy, it’s not in the remote hopes that someday I’ll be with her.”“What do you have planned for tonight, honey?” Elyse asked sweetly.“Well, I believe I have an appointment to make love to my friend, but otherwise, no plans.. She looked gorgeous in her black dress. It enhanced her hips and her perfectly sized breasts to make her look a different person than the one I had met. She wore no makeup at all. And I remember thinking, oh my, she could be my daughter! That felt weird because it aroused me! Even worse, I liked feeling that way! Some people I know would say "seriously, Jean, you have issues".I was also wearing a dark-blue dress. A friend of mine had suggested not to wear any underwear. I should have listened.