" She was still looking at me. I gave her a stern look back. "Please?" she asked. "Okay, ask for number seven." She lifted up, which kept turning me o...n. "Number seven, please." Seven was hard, on the low, red spot. She let out just a tiny bit of a yelp. "The next time you lose count, we will start over, understand?" "Yes, sir. Number eight, please." The 'sir' turned me on, too, for some reason. Smack, smack. Eight wasn't as hard as seven. "Number nine, please." I surprised her with one on the. I was also told not to cum or the same would happen to me. As I was leaving he pulled out another needle and told her to show him her dedication and to shove the needle through her clit. She was crying heavily but took the needle and immediately shoved it through her clit. The scream was loud for a second then stopped suddenly. She had passed out and her whole body was shaking in convulsions.I went back to my room horny as fuck and shaking wondering what will all be done to me?The next morning. ” Her look was that of despair, but she wrote the note. I then had her write the addresses on the envelopes, stamp them, and lick them. Finally I had her put them in my backpack. “Okay, now we’re going to go into your bedroom and pack. You’re going to pack as many clothes as you can into your suitcase.” “Are you going to kidnap me?” she asked. “No,” I said, which was the truth. “Just do it.” When she finished packing I had her put the suitcase in her car. She started to put it in the trunk,. I guess the look on my face said it all."It's not like that." Dad quickly added. "I'd have to wear a dress and all but nothing like you're thinking."He paused for a couple of seconds before continuing. "I got you into this mess, I'll get you out. I don't care if I look like a fool." The judge has arranged to make sure that you won't be recognized," Our lawyer assured him. "No one will ever know that you're a man."My dad was willing to dress up as a woman, cook and clean for the Post's just to.