My place of birth, my childhood,my time at the university, these are all totally immaterial. This is not amemoir or a biography. If you continue to re...d, you will have to accept the experiences I was forcedto record at face value. I give no explanations or justification for what mylife has become. My journals relate what was done to me over ten weeks of mytraining as a slave to Sir, my master. I was instructed to keep a hand writtenrecord of my training and to include the feelings and emotions. Anita was romping at the waters edge with the women while Jake went to get them drinks. Jake was standing in line at the concession truck when he noticed a tiny little blonde in an even tinier bikini. The girl looked to be about twelve or thirteen. She had a cute little ass and small perky breasts. Something about the way she was standing there with her hair in pig tails and her hip thrust out caught his attention. Although she looked like a pedophile’s wet dream, her eyes and demeanor somehow. The prisoner has been strapped down Sergeant Watkins, the punishment can begin."The next thing that Karen heard was the cane coming down then hitting her bare bum and feeling a welt straight away. She let out a loud scream. This happened nine times. By which time she was hoarse from screaming and the tears were rolling down her cheeks. When she changed back into her clothes, she looked at her bum. It had nine deep red welts on it. She met Colin outside the court."Shit, that hurt! My bum is so. He was just about to give up his plan today when he heard, "Robert you are a very naughty young man making your mother so wet and horny; and to think you want to stick that lovely cock of yours inside the very cunt which bore you!"Relieved Rob now opened the door silently and stepped inside; moving as quietly as he could to the shower he suddenly opened the cubicle door and stepped inside. His mother screamed until she saw it was Robert and then she chastised him. "Robert what are you doing in.