Dekhlam o sari pore esechhe kintu blose ta sleeveless noy half hata. Dekhe amar mon ta kharap hoye gelo. Amra tarpor hotel e gelam..ar cabin e dhuke b...oslam..hotel aty alo khub kom chhilo..sudhu ekta low power bulb jolchhilo ar ar khub aste music bajchhilo. Ami oke joriye dhore alto kore ekat chumi khelam. O amake bollo “sona, tumi chokh bondho kore ektu boso” Ami jigyes korlam “keno?” O bollo “ja bolchhi tai koro” Ami chokh bondho kprlam. Pray 5 min. Bose thakar por o amake chokh khulte bollo.. You didn't go far.And now I'm sleeping in the arms of a-a-a a what? What the fuck was going on? I sat up and looked around. It was dusky outside, the sun had gone down and night was creeping in. Apart from falling again there was no other way down from the hayloft. In the last of the light I stared at my captor.There wasn't a single word that sprang to mind to describe the creature. Werewolves, zombies and vampires were all good stuff of fiction, but this wasn't any of those things. The .... My bum felt like it had swollen to a brand new dimension, and the knickers pressing against the stripes would be a constant, uncomfortable, although not entirely unpleasant, reminder for the rest of the day.I gingerly went down to breakfast and saw both Mum and Dad sitting at the breakfast table. To my horror, Mum spoke first.“I hope that caning was a lesson to you Jane, as Dad has told me how you disobeyed a direct order.”Wow, it meant he’d told her all about it. Was she, I wondered, also. My moaning grew until finally, Ireally wanted relief. For some reason, my penis couldn't stay hard withMr. Happy inside me. I just wanted to lie on my back and pleasure myselfuntil I came.I did.Sarah then handed me Mr. Happy and told me to get a shower and clean Mr.Happy too.That became a portion of our sex life. For a while, Sarah started to usea new friend, Mr. Big, on herself. Big measured eight inches long andwas quite a bit wider than Happy. Mr. Happy became my date most nights,maybe.