"And with that she ran from the room crying. Later, after she had dinner with Colleen, she came back up. Her eyes were red but she was wearing a brave... smile. I patted the edge of the bed next to me, inviting her to sit."I do understand what you said. I was asking because I care and you can't make me stop caring. Talk to me when and if you can but promise me that if you need help - of any kind — come to me."I want to tell you my story. I need for you to understand who I am. It's not a pretty. They're all wet" I'm sorry," I gasp."Get in the corner. I'm getting the Brush."Corner time is it's own punishment. The worst is even though it's humiliating it's also a break. I rub my sore behind, think about what just happened, and yes touch myself or at least press my legs together. In this case I wait for and wish for what's next. The hairbrush is nothing new but this time it's going to be extra hard. I shiver and give myself a little stroke which makes me bite my lip. And I hate to write. Ballard was breathing fast and his cock was stiff as a rock. I knew he was close. I felt him grab my hair and pull me back. He did it so fast it caught me off balance. I ended up on my back still holding the black fake cock inside my cunt. He stood up and began jacking off, standing between my legs. He said, ‘Fuck it, honey, slam that thing into yourself. I want to watch you get off!’ I watched his hand running up and own his prick as I began to fuck my cunt with the black rubber cock while. Mientras caminaba me cruce con una empleada que era linda, no era ni fea ni hermosa pero linda, con un cuerpo pequeño y un culito parado. Creo que me confundió con alguien ya que me saludó y de inmediato puso cara como de ‘diablos, no es él o porqué hice eso’ Y pensé porqué no, le mostraré mi bulto y caminé a unos metros de ella a un pasillo a ver cosas supuestamente. Ella luego luego me vio y de inmediato bajó su mirada a ver mi bulto. Por supuesto se me empezó a poner dura la verga y el.