He just laughed and said,I won’t check or count that one because we don’t know for sure that anyone noticed. I checked, and I was wet. Shit, could... he be right and that I am an exhibitionist? No, no chance.I didn’t feel at all exposed or out of place as we walked back to the villa. After all, there were quite a few topless girls around, all of them with bigger tits than me.That night we went out for a drink. The bar was so crowded that no one noticed (I hope) when Ryan finger fucked me as we. Put simply, it was competition to see who could sleep with 15 girls in their freshman year - a feat that some claimed was impossible. Like many of the other guys in your class, you had made the Freshman 15 one of your goals for the year, but being stuck inside of a tiny little room with nothing to do while everyone else was getting to know each other was going to set you miles behind.The one upside of the whole hospital trip, you reflect to yourself as you pack away one of your two suitcases,. He groaned. She released it and went to Pete. She bent down and took his balls and lifted. Pete came off the floor as she pulled his up on his tiptoes. With her other hand, she slapped his cock hard hitting his painfully stretched balls, too. Pete screamed. She said, "That's for my whippings. You still owe me for the scar." Pete was pale and dropped to the floor moaning in pain.Rob and Sarah looked like they wanted to do or say something about their son's mistreatment but had second thoughts. His dominance, asserted with unequivocal force. The energy radiating for him forces me to my submission.I kneel before him, restrained as he desires me. My wrist and ankles tied together with a small X-strap. Silver chains run from my collar to my nipples and clit. But this is merely foreplay; it’s the plug in my ass and the vibrator in my pussy that has me shaking with lust. My breasts rise and fall with each breath, an offering to him. I can feel his desire as he takes his enjoyment from.