I was warned to never breaka nail or I would be punished. She gave my clothes to charity and purchased menew clothes, all at second hand stores. She d...ressed me in the most outrageousoutfits. Usually, it was pants suited for an older woman: gold lame, silverlame, red caprice, pink spandex. I always wore tops that must have been designedfor very large little girls, because they usually had Barbie or Barney or sometype of children's logo or mascot on them. She purchased many pairs of highheeled. “What do you want me to do, Jack? I could stroke your cock. Would you like that? Let me please you, Honey.” He nodded, and she went down to her knees. He stood up long enough to drop his pants and underpants, and sat again, leaning back in the chair. She grasped his cock in her hand and began stroking. “Oh, Jack, that spanking was so good. Next time, make me beg for it. Make me get down on my knees and stroke you. I’ll suck your cock. I’ll do anything to get an orgasm like that again. I love. Her legs pointed in the air, locked between her own and the Viking torso. In that standing position he could actually fit in all the way. The black man went behind her.What happened next was painful. The Girl screamed, and there was no part of it that was pleasure. Dad heard it from next door and had to restrain himself from jumping in and derail the entire operation. He remembered the deal and sat impatiently down. Anyway, the Girl succeeded in getting both giant cocks inside her. The. I began to talk him into relinquishing the video he had, and I thought I had made some head way on it when he brought a chair in from the kitchen. He told me to sit down and I felt my arms being pulled back behind my back. He secured my arms to the back of the chair and he now had control of the overall situation. “What are you doing Brad?” I said to him seconds later. “You will find out in short time!” Brad responded. “You think you can blackmail us like this? You will never get away with.