You're to come straight home from school, no television, novideogames, and no internet. Your computer will only be used to finishyour schoolwork. Do I... make myself clear?"Jack did the only thing an eleven year old boy could do at that moment;he pleaded with his dad. "This whole thing was an accident, honestdad."Randall wanted to believe his son, but he knew that he had to present aunited front along side his wife. "Sorry son, but I have to side withyour mother on this one. Now go to bed." But I. The twins giggled at his reaction.“You two are not helping, you know.” commented his mother.Both boys snorted and tried to keep the laughter out of their faces. For all of Jack Miller’s complaints about his daughters growing up and starting to date, he had been actively enjoying their newfound sexual skills for the last few days. Their oral talents had improved sufficiently that both boys had complimented them on them, and both girls had been introduced to having his cock stuffed up their. Hewould never be able to maneuver the plate to either location without spillingsome on its contents or dropping the entire plate. Melinda would know and theconsequences of that course of action would likely be extremely painful. She was an expert in giving Robbie the maximum pain that he could handleand then always "raising the bar" a little and pushing him to accept more andmore pain. Being masochistic, Robbie was erotically stimulated by mild to moderatepain which Melinda gave him in. When she started speaking again, her voice was a bit softer. ‘We had been playing around with sensory deprivation, you know, blindfolds, ear plugs, hoods and the like, and I really loved it. There’s a lot of truth in the saying that being robbed of one sense intensifies the others. One time, she had tied me to a leather bench at the club, blindfolded me and plugged my ears, then allowed others to touch my body however they liked.’ This time, the tremor in her voice wasn’t one of trepidation, I.