He took his time and it wasn't bad at all. The morning was better. We fucked till it was time to check out. I found something Mark can do well. I am h...ppy he loves me so much. His mom hates me. I can sense it. She thinks I'm a gold digger. Maybe the shovel tipped her off. Lmao. ******* After reading several more entries, mostly just rambling about nothing and demeaning me, I was seething with anger. "That fucking bitch!" I screamed in my mind. Then I came on a separate file. Just when I was. He’s thick and chubby sure, but not fat. Stocky, maybe? Yeah, stocky. Light brown hair covers his tummy and chest and around his nipples, up and down his arms and legs. Tyler smiles watching and then interrupts “Three towels for every shower is gonna be a challenge. I hope you take a little more time in there next time.”Ben looks at the three towels and is humiliated by his own fear. He hangs his head and tears fill his eyes.Tyler steps in. “Woah, buddy, come here.” He gently guides Ben to his. I said and picked up the harness intended for me to wear. Jamies face lit up happily and she hopped up, pulling me to be standing with her. She took it from me and helped me step into it. She quickly made the adjustments then stepped back, looking at me with lustful emerald eyes. I looked down at what was now MY huge cock. Well, huge to me. I moved around some, getting used to the feel of it. It was like an extension of myself, except without feeling. I reached down and grabbed it which I saw. Of course, my beatings and chidings of them simply inspired most of them to masturbate further when they got home on those evenings.There were two basic ways to inflict punishment on them: over my knees or having them bend over something like a desk. Sometimes they would just bend over and grab their own ankles. I rarely had to restrain them because it was just too much work. They were big boys, anyway, and most of them accepted their discipline stoically.Before we got to the punishment, it was.