"Alright boy, I think the punishment should suit the crime." He undid some of his bond and shifted the boy. He attached a spreader bar to the boy’s ...ankles. Finally he connected the boy’s writs to a hook on the ceiling and releases him from the torture table only to be left hanging from the ceiling. He could touch the floor but only on strained tiptoe. The councilor disappeared for a moment then reappeared with a device that looked like it belonged in a dental surgeons office. Slowly the. He was slippery, he was opening, she dipped her tongue into his ass one last time and then replaced it with her middle finger, a slow smooth thrust into his welcoming hole, she bent her finger slightly upward, rubbing the front wall, stimulating his prostate gently, an insistent rhythm, turning him on, working him into a frenzy, she caressed the smooth skin between his balls and ass firmly with her thumb, as her finger fucked him, his prostate throbbing between them. She could feel the. I needed to do a line-of-sight transfer across some open water initially to reach the road going to Salem. With a ride of just over three hours, I reached the outskirts of Salem a bit after eleven that morning.I realized that things like this shouldn't be happening, but there was presently a lack of a strong government in most of the New England colonies. While the British were still here, they had lost interest in trying to control the people, and strong leaders weren't yet in place to take. Sam, my wife of 5 years had taken the day off, the kids had their annuals today. I texted her to make sure everything was A-OK but didn’t get a response, I paid it no mind. I figured she didn’t have good reception in the doctor’s office. Today was as typical as any other, take a few calls, fix this, and fix that. It sucked that couldn’t text miss lady though, because that typically was the highlight of my day. It was about 11:45 or so when the main doorbell rang, not even looking at the camera.