My crotch was buried against his shoulder, so my little tied-up hard on was rubbing against O with each step. He seemed to notice and once we got to t...e landing he quickened his pace and tossed me onto my bed.But again the hope of orgasmic relief I had allowed myself to foster was snuffed out. O opened my walk-in closet, grabbed everything that hung on the bottom pole and just piled the clothes to the back. He then pulled me off the bed and dragged me into the closet, face up, laying on my. She seemed to have other ideas, grabbing my balls and tugging hard on them. I cried in pain which just seemed to make her laugh.“From now on, while you are in my care, you will call me Mistress Beverley. Is that understood?”I gave a grunt and she pulled hard on my balls. I cried once more and whimpered out a proper response.“Yes, Mistress Beverley.”--------------------------------Beverley’s POVHe was a wimp. I mean he was a muscled man with strong arms, legs and chest, but he had no pain. Lilli Rose liked the way his cock fit in her mouth so she started to suck him faster and deeper. She could now feel his hard cock tickling the back of her throat every time she swallowed it all. Sucking his cock faster and faster, she lowered her mouth around that sweet cock deeper and deeper.She could feel his hips start to rock up and down and she could hear his breath getting heavier. She could also feel his hand cupping the back of her head harder and forcing her up and down faster. She. She screamed so loudly I thought my mother could hear her from miles away. “Stop! It burns! It burns!” she screamed. I grabbed the tip of my dick to hold the piss in. “Sis, I have to do it. The wound has to be disinfect-“ “Carry me back now or I’m telling mom everything!” she cried.I tried to make her see reason, but it was pointless. It had been years since I saw her crying like that. She put her swimsuit back on. I carried her on my shoulders, trying not to touch her belly with my back. I.