I was so scared my knees were shaking, and my breathing felt like it was double time.Right away, I learned that Marie was not as fast as I was.Right a...way, I learned that Marie was hard to budge. When I hit her, I bounced off.Right away, I learned that if she could reach me, she could knock me down, almost at will, but she was too slow to get to me in the mud without some luck.When she hit me, it hurt twice. Once when she made contact, and a second time, when I landed. Like the rest of her. That brought out his harsh side, and he’d beat me or use me or something, saying the whole time that I wanted it and that if I didn’t want it, why did I keep running? My only escape was school, but I couldn’t tell anyone because I was ashamed at how sometimes I did want him and I knew he’d be angry if I told. Everyone was swamped with projects and exams, so no one noticed that I had become antisocial, we all had really. ‘After the time I was whipped, I didn’t try to run again for two years,. After the caning, Jane asked my wife, ‘So, have you decided what you want?’ ‘Yes, I have. I for sure want to get that cane that I just used. Let’s leave Clyde secured while I purchase the implements.’ So they left the room, and I was left there with a very sore bottom, and still secured to the spanking bench. When they finally came back into the room, I thought Jane would free me. Instead, she got out a tape measure and recorded how high the spanking bench was set at. ‘I ordered one for us,’ my. Slowly I pulled the door to almost closed then slipped away to my room. My cock was bursting again. I usually wanked at least once a day but this last two days I had lost count of the number of times I had cum. My cock was sensitive, almost hurting, as I slid my foreskin back my knob head beneath was red and raw looking. My head was full of thoughts and images of my sister. I think at this point I was obsessed. As I stood there half hard cock in my hands my eyes fell on the dirty laundry basket.