But of course I didn’t die. Phew! Anyway, it took a few painful weeks to feel hale and hearty again. There were various concoctions to help with the...pain, but the best seemed to be something with effects not dissimilar to cannabis. It didn’t so much dull the pain as make me care less that it hurt so much. One particularly unpleasant treatment was the fecal products of the Dimietrius Worm. Described simply, they would put these creatures – that looked like a cross between a slug and a spider –. " I submitted totally. I glance at Cathy and notice she is biting her lip, obviously enjoying his power over me. Whack! He slaps me again. ''Don't look at her until I tell you, and don't be eyeballing me either. The only thing you need to look at is that cock that is right in front of you, understand?" "Yes sir!" I could feel my tiny penis wanting to grow, but I was fighting it. "That's better, wimp. Do you think that clit of yours will give her an orgasm?'' "No sir!" "So who is going to give. But the problem was, how could I find out if Mom was really interested ?Good old Mom took care of that herself that very night (with a little help from Sandy!), and boy was I surprised. Since we first fucked at the boathouse, that was where Sandy and I always met. I was early that night, maybe a little extra horny with all the talk about fucking Mom, and waited impatiently in the darkness.I stripped off my clothes and jerked on my rock-hard cock, wondering what was taking Sandy so long. Finally. . Aur poocha..”Q bhai? Ab kya hua??”Aur woh darte darte bola .. “Sahaaab.. Aap kuch bol raha the na.. Ke 4 bed sheets kharidoge …..”Maine jhat se door poora khol ke use andar le liya aur door lock kar diya..Is baar woh bahot sehma sehma sa lag raha tha..Maine bola “Haan haan.. 4 bed sheets le loonga.. Tumhare paas double deb wali toh hongi na?”Is baar maine socha ke pehle mai iske maje leta hoon.. Aur direct point pe nahi aaunga..Q ke mai dekhna chata tha.. Ke yeh bedsheets bechne ki majboori.