"I moaned now?without stopping. Her hand kept pistoning forth and back,holding me firm. I was hers. Oh my God, my little balls started to boil."Cum fo...r me now sweetie. Cum for me," she screamed when she felt my ballscontracting. I screamed too?but in rapture. Then I slumped forward.Defeated, humiliated, helpless, a plaything in her hands.I lay there on our bed while she stroked my head."It is ok sweetie. Don't worry. Your days of manhood are over." Once againshe stroked my head. caressed my. Tony tried to protest but he had to admit quietly that he was enjoying her attentions and he quickly decided to give in to her attentions.Then suddenly he found a naked Izzie was in his arms her slim warm body pressing against him and her hand caressing his cock. She was French kissing him passionately on the mouth, as if she had not been kissed for a long time, sometime in the past few minutes he realised that she had undressed and unpinned her long hair to let it drop in a lovely flowing. Then the voice in my headwould do a double take, be aghast at the thought, slapitself, slap me, and pull my mind out of the strangehaze that was the state of mind where I wouldpontificate about such things. I don’t think it was a thought of sexual curiosity; itwas more about me being puzzled how a girl that wasreally a diamond in the rough hadn’t caught theattention of bunches of guys who would fight for heraffections. She was really almost too good to be true,and then I realized. Over the years I was hit by everything from his hand, to a riding crop, to a paddle, to a variety of canes from thick to thin even other objects like cooking spoons and ping pong paddles. The spanking would never stop till I completely broke down. The stupidest thing I could do would be to try to be strong and not cry. Trust me every time he spanked me it would break my will. Do not think he limited the spanking just to my bottom. I was also spanked on my thighs, lower back and even between my.