With each movement and suck, there was a thrust, sometimes soft and others hard. With each one, I could feel a huge penis going in and out of my vagin.... Each pleasant moan, made me feel so very special and so complete. Satisfying him was all that I could think of. In those moments there was only him, and his sounds of pleasure. It wasn't long when his movements became more and more abrupt, and I knew that I would soon be tasting my lover's cum. I tried even harder.He came in torrents of spurts,. As the curtains swung back into place Glenda turned to see her daughter coming into the room with a load of stuff hanging around her shoulders and a slightly harried look on her face.The girl’s mother smiled then quipped, “I’ll just go and fetch the kitchen sink. I think you may have forgotten that. I’m sure it will fit into one of those bags you’ve got draped around your neck.”Poor Jessie Harper did not smile or laugh but just scowled at her mother before replying with, “Well, no one will tell. ..." ..." ...are we gonna keep saying hey or are we gonna talk?" she finally says, looking you dead in the eye and squezzing her arms around your midriff a little tighter."Oh. Uh... Yes? Talk, I mean. Let's talk... ?"She continues to stare at you, but her expression softens. Her eyes are locked with yours. looking down into them, you feel almost like you could fall in at any moment."Look, John... You... we... I mean, you shouldn't have done that." She finally settles on a definite statement, an. He would whip or cane me, depending on what i did wrong. And strangelyenough i enjoyed every minute of it. Afterwards, he would either leave me bound while i did homework, or unbound. Ihad a collar, but took it off before school, and put it on after school. I had no key to the collar or anythingelse, only to the belt. One friday afternoon he felt very angry and punished me severly. Then after punishment, he brought out the straightjacket. It had a crotch strap. He tied my hands in tight, buckle.