THE FIFTH STROKE WAS FEARFUL.I cried out: "Isidor, my Isidor!"The Overseer may have observed a fold or two in the whipping-drawers, for he stretched t...hem again. This time they must have been pulled upwards very forcibly, for at the lower part the fork hurt me. At the same time he busied himself with my back, probably in order to extend the surface upon which the strokes were to fall.THE SIXTH AND SEVENTH STROKES FOLLOWED EACH OTHER IN QUICK SUCCESSION."Merciful God!" I screamed, "behold a. I thought he was enjoying the feeling my hard nipple through the thin bra.When he started to unbutton my blouse, I felt the warmth growing between my legs. I already wanted him to touch me down there, but I’d wait, let him take his time, and let the feeling build. He pushed my blouse back; I pulled it over my shoulders and lifted my arms out. He played with my nipples through the sheer material. I liked this bra a lot. When he put his arms around me to undo the bra, I leaned forward. He slipped. I sucked him for awhile and I was rock hard. He had me stand up and asked if he could lick my hard clit and I said I would love it. He pulled my panties to the side and I popped out. He gentle licked the tip before taking me in his mouth. I was so excited I told him I needed him to fuck me. He got up and got some lube and told me to bend over the sofa I could hear him put some lube in his hand then I felt his finger rubbing my asshole and he slipped one in to get me good and lubed. He said he. "Yeah," I said. I was thinking about what my doctor, Roger, said. Hewanted to take me off the streets. I wondered if he was serious. Itwould be nice to have a home again, and not be afraid and alone all thetime.We spent the rest of our lunch-time in silence. I was sure that Ashleyand Tina were having similar yearnings, with the way they kept glancingat Yvonne. I made sure to leave an even larger tip than usual forYvonne when we left for work.*** *** ***Later that night Tina and I went.