I suck on the hard nipple and bite down a little roughly. She lets out a low whimper.I make my way to my chair and let all of our sexy texts run throu...gh my head. I know her likes and her hard limits. "Come help me get a few logs."We walk behind the shed, where the wood is stored, and I push her against the wall with my hand on her throat. I feel my cock get hard under my basketball shorts. I run my tongue down her neck and chest to her tits. I take another nipple in my mouth and bite down. I. She stopped just outside my door and stood there. I looked into her mind and saw my list sinking into her mind. She stood there a few minutes before knocking on the door. I got up and opened the door. Leslie stood there, here fiery red hair hung past her shoulders, her deep green eyes sparkled. She was kind of small all around but looked cute. Meloney looked almost the same except her hair was shorter. “James,” she said, “ Can I talk to you for a bit?” I nodded my head. She walked in and sat on. Now I was not the sort of boy who could do thatso I incurred punishment. It was a rule here that for every inch notlaced the sissy will get two strokes of the cane. Now I could not getmine past 22" and Fliss who was behind me pulling away could not either.She pulled with all her might to try and save me the blows. I squealedas I remembered the blows that had come day on day without relent andhow much I wished I was a pretty thin sissy. Fliss gave up on me, tyingme off. 22 inches was still very. There's no future here, all the jobs are gone, and there isn't anything for anyone to do for amusement except, walk, read, paint and knit." I like it. I do walk, but I don't paint or knit." You forgot read. Do you read?" I read a lot on the internet, mostly for business reasons." What business are you in?" I sell wind chimes." You make them yourself?" No, they come from China. I just buy them and then sell them to retail outlets. It's a good business though. I don't have to work very hard and I.