" It was Carrol. She looked a little out of breath asshe appeared to have been running to catch up with us. "Can I speak toLexanne for a moment?" she ...asked politely looking at Carla and Cobi.The two boys looked at each other, smiling."Sure, go ahead. We'll meet at the store, Lexi."I nodded and watched for a moment as my two friends walked off, talkingexcitedly with each other and occasionally looking back at us.Carrol looked nervous. She was sweating a little, and I was pretty surethat it. I looked at him lovingly. ‘I know,’ I said. ‘Why not, Grandma?’ There was an ache in his voice. I chose my words slowly and carefully. ‘Because you’re special, Paul. You have come into this world with a special Gift which is yours to share with other boys and men.’ ‘They don’t want my Gift, Grandma. They don’t want it at all . . . ‘They spit on my Gift, Grandma. They want me to fight and wrestle with them. They’d rather I punch ’em in the eye than be nice to them, Grandma. They don’t want me.’. Bertha held the girl's legs open and guided the cock ather cunt. She rubbed the cock head in the valley until it waswet from the girl's juices. Jennifer thought Bertha was about tostuff it into her cunt. However, Bertha aimed lower and shovedit into the girl's asshole before the girl knew what washappening. All she could do was let out a long soundlike.Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Bertha fucked the girl's ass until the girl cried out withanother climax after which she actually fell asleep. When thegirl. A flogging? Piece of cake. An unlubed dildo? Not fun,but I've had worse. I remembered with horror the one time I broke the vasethat wasn't quite Ming, but almost….that punishment…but I stillsurvived it. I returned and knelt back in front of it, watching the display. Five minutes…. "I can bear this punishment, once." I whispered again, and I felt the resolvebuild. I knew it was dangerous. I wondered if the cuffs or collar would shockme or something…and almost leaned forward then, to push with my.