We'd already found most of the important legal documents weeks ago, which dad had kept in a fireproof safe. So whatever this was, was even more import...ant than that perhaps, or at the very least, something he didn't want anyone else ever finding out about. Including me. I was actually excited as opposed to being apprehensive or nervous about it as I finally tore it away, and then fought with the clasp, eventually opening it. I reached inside, drawing out what appeared to be a rather large. “A rest” he said. I knew what was coming.From the moment he began tying me down to the table I knew my night would end this way. The knowledge did nothing to lessen the pain or the humiliation I felt.“Keep breathing and it won’t hurt as badly.”As the tip of his rock hard cock bumped against my asshole I let out a muffled plea to stop. This was met with a ear splitting crack across my already raw ass cheeks. I knew it was hopeless, and so I did not try again. “Breathe” he said as he began to. "Grinning at me, she sat the tray down and turned to leave."Miss... Miss!"She stopped, and turned back. "I'm Cynthia, Cindy really." Cindy, could you sit with me for a bit? Do you have to leave? I don't want to be alone!" Let me check with the nurse's station."She stepped out and was back in a few seconds.I started eating, yogurt and a cold banana, also a cold piece of unbuttered toast.Cindy started talking about herself: school, boyfriend, learning to drive, her younger brother, school some. His bulge was even bigger now and I reached down to feel his hardness. We both rubbed and felt over our clothes; Sam got even harder and I got wetter.We were not speaking — our hands were doing all the talking — and I wanted to fuck him but it would not be on this settee. My bed I was in the adjoining room and, with the sexual heat at fever pitch, I whispered, ”Hey, Sam, why don't you come to mummy's bedroom and we’ll see what comes up." Oh, yes,” he grinned, “I’d love to go to your bedroom.