"You, Bessie, lash or sack?" I repeated before the under cook."Keep your trap shut," Cook snorted."Lash or sack?" I asked Milly the scullery maid."Wha...t have I done to deserve this sir?" she asked."What you have not done is to bathe child," I said."But the lads should certainly defile me if I didn't stink sir!" she said honestly."Just two lashes then, gentle ones," I offered, "This time." On my hand sir?" she asked."No on your bare bottom," I assured her."Ohhhh sir!" she tittered."That's a lash. He did notice that she wasn't struggling as much and was taking the cock pounding without tears.His friend was watching him fuck this girl and knew that her arse was his, he loved ripping open new arseholes and was hard watching his mate fuck this stupid bitch senseless. Her tits were red, her pussy was red and she wasn't struggling anymore.He check on the brother and laughed as his little cock was stiff watching his sister being raped."This sick fucker is turned on – look at him and his. Chris had always known himself to be an exhibitionist, and the webcamgave him the opportunity to indulge himself as much as he wanted.Rick had to stifle a little moan as Chris’s cock popped into view,already half erect and standing out from his groin. Rick’s own cock wasnow getting hard, and he had to rearrange himself on the chair more thanonce as Chris began to play with his cock on the bed. Rick’s pulse beganto race as Chris stroked his cock harder and harder, taking himself tothe edge and. My parents told me later that while I was out of it, the doctor hadperformed some tests and soon confirmed their worst fear. I had MORFS. Hegave mom the prescription sedatives and energy bars to feed me with, andthen advised her to document the whole change, as some changes were sodrastic that I would need changes in my registration at the county.I woke up a few times, feeling like crap. And I didn't really quite getwhat was happening with me. All I knew was that I had to eat some badtasting.