I searched and found my blue swimming trunks and tugged off my clothes. I stopped for a moment to look in my full-length mirror. I stood 6’2″, had... light brown hair and blue eyes. During my time away at college, I had taken to regular workouts, and now sported a nice six-pack. My pecs still left something to be desired, but my arms were strong and I didn’t have much of a problem with the ladies. My last girlfriend Leela had dumped me after an 8-month relationship, and right now I didn’t feel. She had on a light pink teddy with a matching thong, and the teddy really accentuated her breasts.. Her makeup was perfect and her hair was curled just right, she looked absolutely amazing. But, she was clearly not expecting to see the two of us sitting on the sofa and paused for just a moment. She glanced at me and then at Ken, seeing the sight of him in his boxers clearly gave her something to think about. She walked slowly over to where we were sitting and knelt on the floor between the. I started to cry and my father looked at me with eyes of lust and told me to lay down. I was trembling when I did as he told me too. I knew there was no point to fight him he was stronger than I was. He tied me down using some rope, bound my hands first than my feet, I was spread eagle. He raised my head and took the gag off. I guess he wanted to hear my crys. He grabed a flogger and started to flog my little breast. I started it cry not because of the pain at this point but because I was. I also wondered if I was being presumptuous in assuming that Jasper and Kenny would pay me any attention at all.After I left Jasper’s home that night I had a very restless night. For the next couple of days, I also continued to play the ‘yes/no’ game in my mind. I was totally intrigued but also shit scared about how much male interaction there would be. The two things that kept going around in my mind were; the emphasis that Jasper had placed on his preference for butt-fucking when he had.