Now the man is really taking his revenge on me for his sore testicles. He beats me far too hard and I lose consciousness several times. When I wake up...the savage whipping continues.I do not know how long the cruel torture has lasted, but eventually the savage whipping stops. The ropes that bind me are released and I collapse in a heap at the foot of the totem pole. My hands are tied together and I get a strong rope round my neck, which is then bound around the pole.I am left lying there all. She came through to mein the kitchen and snuggled up close. As I stood by the washingup sink, with my hands full of soapy suds, she started tostroke the front of my trousers. Needless to say, my cocksprang to attention under her touch. Just then, I lookedout the window and saw her mother coming out of her houseacross the fence and walking towards my house! Any secondnow she would have a clear view into my kitchen window! Nancysaw the look on my face, glanced round and saw her motherand. Until I was in the summer of my 14th year. I was completely untouched by woman or man, but longing for the try. Unfortunately puberty hadn't done much for me, as far as I knew (this was before internet, where you can discover any fact or reality, if you look long enough). I was shorter and skinnier than my classmates. Big coke bottle glasses. Braces. And some acne. Quite what girls were looking for in a boyfriend (sarcasm font needed).As I was saying, summer was here, so no school. And one. "Oh that?" he asked. "That's Carl's" Every year when he has this party her jerks off into a shot glass and leaves it on the bar as a gag. You know, just to see of a girl will get drunk and do it." Has anyone ever done it?" I asked."Yeah, last year 2, maybe 3 girls did it. If a girl does Carl's shot, they'll bring out more. There's a tray in the bathroom. I jerked off in one before when I went." Damn" I said. "That's some sick shit."I ordered a drink for me and Beth and Anthony went back outside.