After some time, she came out of her room. She came and sat near me. I hooked my head down. She asked me what I was doing. I said sorry. She asked was... it right that I was doing. She said she was doubting me for some long time. She said angrily to come to her room after five minutes. I gone there after five minutes. She was sitting there in her bed with a book in her hand. She asked me to take her mobile in the shelf on the corner of the room. I searched on the shelf for a minute. Suddenly I. "I want you to count the strokes, and thank me after each one." He stood beside her and raised the cane. He wondered if he should remind her of the safe word, but decided no, she would hate herself, and him, if she went home without having received the punishment she was expecting. He brought the cane down hard."Oh Christ," Brenda howled, standing up and grasping her bum. She turned to him in dismay, "I'm sorry Sir I didn't imagine it could hurt so bad!"Fearing that he had overdone it, he. She moved to my lap, and simply let me suck all I wanted, moaning a little.I took my hand and moved it towards her pussy, but she slapped it away. Instead, I got up holding her up against me and walked her to her bed. I disconnected my mouth just long enough to let her down. I quickly got beside her and latched like a newborn to the other breast, again causing a moan from her. I moved to her mouth, and we kissed with a tremendous amount of pressure and passion. When we finally stopped, she. “Take them off me,” he demands while motioning to his pants.My fingers tremble while lifting up to his blue jeans and undid the clasp, the zipper with difficulty lowers. Slowly I yank them down along with his boxers to reveal his massive cock once more. Vivid memories of this thing violating me not so long ago made more tears. I felt them soak into my night shirt along my small chest. His right hand came down lifting his dick up placing the tip against my lips. “Do it bitch,” was his next.