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 A Father's Replacement Chapter 13 By Lee Davey Comments welcome at
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   Chapter 13 Mary softly opened the door and stepped inside pausing to
click the light on.  She choked as she saw the limp body of her brother
slumped on the floor.  Jon's beating had ended over an hour ago only when
he had fainted from the pain of having his mother whip his penis and balls
and even a few kicks from Donna's pointed feet had failed to elicit a
further response from the unconscious child.  "Jon?  Jon?  Are you OK." She
moved over to Jon's pale slumped form and dropping the flannel and bowl she
carried placed a hand on his shoulder.  "Leave me alone.  Please no
more..." Mary sighed and gently lifted Jon into a sitting position and sat
next to him.  She did not say anything as Jon steadfastly refused to look
at her, instead just sat there as if alone.  Not even making an effort to
cover his nakedness, unthinkable to the shy little boy only a few days ago.
Ignoring him she wetted the cloth and began to wipe the sweat and dirt from
her brother's face.  At this considerate touch, the first he had felt for
days Jon could not help but cry; deep wracking sobs issuing from his lips
as salty tears coursed down his face.  Pausing only to kiss her brothers
tears away Mary moved the cloth down rinsing and wetting it as needed.  She
paused as her hands reached her brothers two nipples and turned her eyes
away briefly from the red weal's and small bloody traces, caused by
switching Jon had taken.  Moving carefully she dabbed away at the wounds
attempting to cleanse them as best she could.  "It hurts" Jon mewed as Mary
dabbed a particularly deep cut.  "I know, but I have too.  If I don't it
could get infected" Mary explained rinsing the cloth once more in the now
pink tinted bowl of water.  Inch by inch her ministrations moved down into
she reached her brothers groin.  Here she paused not sure how to approach
the pathetic mess of red bruised and swollen tissue that now existed where
once her brother pale boy bits lay.  She looked her brother in the eye who
nodded in understanding and braced, his face screwed up in painful
anticipation.  "Shhhwhhhhhhshhh..." Jon hissed as the water hit his bruised
penis and balls.  Jon's mother had only been permitted to stop once Donna
was entirely satisfied with her efforts.  Perhaps a hundred hard hits of
the switch had ripped into his shaft, the covered head of his penis and
most painfully of all smashing into his small still growing testicles. 
Grazes and cuts had formed after only a dozen blows but that was not enough
for Donna.  In fact she directed Shelly to concentrate her blows on the
already split skin knowing that each further blow would be doubled in
effectiveness.  Mary tried to be as gentle as possible as she mopped the
oozing marks on her young brothers testicles, pausing to allow her brother
to recover himself as he screamed when she accidently brushed the very tip
of his penis which was badly swollen.  Jon felt slightly better as his
sisters warm hands tended to his wounds, and leaned back slowly to stare up
at the ceiling.  He was trying to reconcile the sight of his mother
whipping him earlier.  Her face a blank mask as she ignored his piteous
screams for mercy; against the love she had for him bur a few nights ago,
that night when his life had changed for ever, and not for the better.  He
let out a low moan as Mary wiped a particularly deep weal with the cloth.
"And just what is going on here may I ask?" Mary jumped in surprise, her
hands hitting her brothers flopping penis hard bouncing it forcefully.  Jon
screamed as agony ripped through his little pee pee once more and doubling
up he saw the face of Donna looking down upon him and his sister.  Behind
her his mother and youngest sister also stood one face a mix of pity and
despair the other younger face one of abject curiosity.  "What did I tell
you Shelly/" Donna demanded turning to her hand pointing at the scene. 
"Clearly that little pervert, not satisfied with abusing his mother now
seeks to corrupt his innocent sister." She declared ignoring the obvious
and noble reason for the sight of Mary's hands upon her brother's beaten
and bloody boyhood.  Shelly did not even protest knowing that it would be
hopeless and simply mutely nodded.  "Going easy on the child has failed"
Donna declared with malicious glee.  "Obviously more severe measures are
necessary" Donna smiled as a little jolt of pleasure rippled through her
deliciously, "Fortunately I have already spoken to the good Dr Hayes, and a
solution can be implemented as soon as he is..." she looked down at Jon
noting the red and swollen mess that hang between his legs, "is physically
able to withstand the rigours of the operation of course..."





   A Father's Replacement Chapter 14 By Lee Davey Comments welcome at
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   Chapter 14 It had been 1 week since his flogging and Jon had spent it
mostly in bed.  He was surprised when Donna had dragged him away from the
arms of his sister.  He had expected to be thrown in the outhouse that
served as his bedroom, but instead he had been taken to the spare room and
put to bed in a soft bed.  He did not immediately fall to sleep though as
the sounds of a firm hand being applied to the bare skin of a bottom echoed
through the house as his sister was soundly spanked for her part in their
alleged misdemeanour.  That only lasted a few minutes though and soon he
heard the front door slam shut and an engine start as his family left.  Jon
sensed a presence at the door and looked around and saw Donna smiling
strangely at him from the doorway.  For a moment he was worried that now
his mother had left that the beating would continue, but to his relief and
surprise, she merely continued smiling at his before turning and closing
the door after her.  The following days passed swiftly and blissfully free
from trouble.  He was for the best part left alone only the daily massaging
of his penis and balls with healing salve from the housekeeper of any note.
Indeed despite Bradley's increasingly desperate pleas he did not even have
to help 'relieve' Bradley's boyish needs.  Things changed on Friday.  Jon
stood naked perched on top of the kitchen table as Terri finished massaging
the ointment into his testicles, the same ointment that she had been using
on him every day.  Jon if he had been pressed would have admitted that this
attention felt nice.  Oh yes the ointment had stung terribly for the first
couple of days, in fact he had had to be restrained to allow Terri to apply
the greasy stuff to his raw flesh.  Today though it was nice, so nice in
fact that Jon had closed his hands as the old woman's hands cupped and
oiled up his penis and testicles.  "You're right Terri; they seem well
enough now to take him to the Doctors." Jon's eyes snapped open at the
sound of Donna's voice and saw that Donna had walked in without his
noticing.  Her hand now examined his small dangling bits, his balls
retracting even more into his body in fear at her touch.  "Yes, I'll make
the call and arrange the operation for this afternoon" Donna spoke off
handedly to Terri before walking away ignoring the boy as if he did not
matter.  "Operation what operation?" Terri pinched the tip of Jon's
foreskin between finger and thumb and smiled into Jon's worried face. 
"Nothing to worry about child, just a little snip" Terri gave a hearty
belly laugh and walked off leaving Jon standing naked on the table.  The
car came to a stop outside the base clinic and Donna exited, leaving Jon
strapped into the back.  Jon looked after her and discretely tried the door
but he was not surprised when it was locked.  Jon sighed and sat back, at
least he conceded he had been allowed to dress before he was taken out. 
Another surprise given the fact that he had been naked 24/7 for the past
days, but a huge relief to Jon as he saw a squad of recruits' troop past
him and march into the clinic.  A few minutes later Jon found himself
sitting next to Donna in the clinic waiting room, despite the room being
full of laughing and talking men Jon had never felt so alone or defenceless
as Donna held his hand and smiled her strange smile at him.  "Mrs Stopford,
the Doctor is ready for and Jon now" a pretty young woman no more than 20
dressed in a white nurses uniform called out.  At this Donna nodded and
stood dragging Jon to his feet leading him after her as she walked towards
the waiting nurse.  Jon soon found himself sitting opposite Dr Hayes in the
Doctors clinic and looked around nervously at the various medical
implements, his nose wrinkling at the antiseptic smell pervading the room.
Dr Hayes looked up from the clipboard he had been reading and looking
briefly at the boy spoke to Donna.  "Well the paperwork is al in order, how
you got the boys' mother to agree I don't know, nor do I want to.  Before
the procedure I will need of course to do a full examination." "Of course
Doctor, I'll stay to assist." Donna replied her look stopping the Doctor in
his tracks before he protested.  "Very well Mrs Stopford.  Nurse help the
young gentleman undress and into a gown please".  The nurse smiling led the
boy over to a corner as the Dr and Donna appeared to have a quiet whispered
argument.  "Now Jon, isn't it?  Let me help you take these off." Jon held
his arms up as the nurse pulled his shirt over his head, and looked away as
the nurse knelt before him her face inches from his now strangely tingling
penis as she pulled his jogging bottoms down and off.  "Ohhh commando style
is it cutee." The nurse giggled as Jon's penis and small boy jewels came
into sight inches from her eyes, as she found out that Donna's willingness
to allow Jon to wear clothes to the clinic did not extend to underwear. 
Jon said nothing his red face the only sign that he heard the nurses'
statement.  The young nurse unrolled a gown and leaning around Jon her full
breasts pressing into the embarrassed boys face as she helped him into the
gown.  "Oh." The nurse looked critically at Jon and at the several feet of
loose gown that puddled around the boys feet.  "We don't have any child's
sized ones I'm afraid we normally only deal with soldiers here.  I suppose
I could check in the supplies closet." The nurse pursed her lips thinking.
"We don't have time for that nurse.  Dr Hayes called out "Just take that
thing off him so he doesn't trip and get him to wait outside while I speak
to Mrs Stopford." "But...But there are people out there.  Jon spluttered as
the gown was swiftly taken off him.  "There see me, all of me!" "Don't
flatter yourself boy, there is not that much of you to see now move before
I lose my temper" Donna barked.  Jon swiftly followed the nurse as Donna
shot him an angry look.  He stopped abruptly however as he entered the
waiting room and twenty pairs of eyes swivelled to watch him.  Jon despite
it being physically impossible blushed even redder, than he had been
already.  "Hey look Jenkins your boyfriend's here." a male soldier called
out to a manly looking woman.  "Screw you Hawkins, at least my young
boyfriend no matter how small he is, is better endowed than you pencil
dick." The female recruit shot back causing the man to scowl and the others
to laugh uproariously.  Jon ignored this and sat down wishing that the
recruits would leave, or the earth would open up and swallow him, whichever
came first.





   A Father's Replacement Chapter 15 By Lee Davey Comments welcome at
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   Chapter 15 Jon sat outside the room for a lifetime, although in reality
it was only 10 minutes.  To his relief the soldiers left after 5 minutes to
receive some jabs or something.  "In here now." Donna's voice snapped from
the door as Jon stood and nearly run into the comforting privacy of the
Doctors room.  Jon stopped though at the scene in front of him.  A black
examination table had been moved from the corner and now stood in the
centre of the room.  Around it on wheeled tables were arrayed a variety of
medical trays heaped with mysterious, yet worrying, medical implements. 
The Doctor ignored the naked boy and turned to the young nurse who stood
beside.  "Jean you'll need to give the patient an enema, we don't won't him
messing himself under anaesthetic." "Of course Doctor.  This way Jon" the
woman dragged the reluctant boy to the corner of the room where a sink was
plumbed in.  Jon stood switching weight from foot to foot as the nurse
unpacked a large bulbous syringe from a sealed pack.  Jon watched in dull
horror as the pretty nurse began drawing water into the bulb, until the
bulb was heavy and full.  "OK sonny up on the table please" Nurse Jean
asked as she snapped on a pair of latex gloves and pulled a small foil
wrapped object out of a nearby drawer.  "I don't want too" Jon whined
having a flash of prescience as to how uncomfortable such a large amount of
water would feel poured up his bum.  "Don't be such a baby child.  Do I
need to get you Mum and the Doctor over here to help?" "She's not my Mom."
Jon corrected petulantly but quickly complied knowing full well what
Donna's hand would do to his bottom should she be called over.  A bottom
full of water may be bad, but a beaten bottom full of water would be worse
still.  Jon soon found himself on hands and knees on the table his bottom
pointing out to the room.  He was aware that Donna and the Doctor were
watching with interest as Nurse Jean, a dab of lubricant on her index
finger zeroed in on his chocolate starfish shaped orifice.  To Dr Hayes
surprise and secret disappointment the finger seemed to slide up easily
into the boys' rectum.  The boys' choked cry of shame the only indication
of discomfort as the nurse rotated her finger slowly forcing the hole wider
as she lubed it up.  "The boy seems to have experience of anal intrusion?"
the Dr whispered to Donna as the nurse began to feed the nozzle into the
boys' bumhole.  "Oh yes.  You know how boys are; let's just say that the
perverts bum is well suited to a man's cock." Donna almost came as she
thought back to Jon's brutal anal rape at the hands of her oldest son, the
sight of her sons brown streaked cock pistoning into the screaming and
bleeding child intensely erotic to the sick woman.  "If you perform his
circumcision well who knows perhaps we can arrange a little treat for you."
She murmured flicking a coy look at the Doctors obvious erection.  Jon
squirmed in discomfort as he felt his bottom seem to expand to breaking
point as the water was squirted up him.  He could not believe it, but said
nothing when the nurse refilled the bulb and began topping his bottom up
even more.  "That should do it Jean.  Just insert the purgative and take
him to the toilet to expel please" Dr Hayes called out even more anxious
now to get on with the operation, if only to receive his promised reward.
"Oh and when you have done that feel free to go home, it is past your
clocking off time." "Are you sure Doctor, you don't want me to stay and
help with the boys cutting?" the nurse sounded almost disappointed at
missing out on seeing the little boys penis being trimmed.  "No need with a
penis that small there will be no problems." Nurse Jean nodded and ripping
open the foil tablet she had prepared early lined up the glistening tablet
within it with the boys anus.  She pressed the oily tablet firmly but
grunted in surprise as the anus resisted, the force of water contained
within preventing easy entry even for such a small tablet.  She held firmly
on to Jon's thigh and with a determined effort pushed the tablet and her
long finger deep into the squirming boy.  She left her finger inserted for
a few minutes to ensure the tablet would stay put and almost reluctantly
pulled her finger out with a plop.  Jon squirmed as he was helped down off
the table and squeaked in surprise when he tried to take a few steps
towards the door and to the desperate relief that that the toilet offered.
The surprise was due to the little squirt as fiery water that spewed from
his bursting bum.  "Oh no you don't I don't want to have to clean that up."
The nurse yelped and quickly leapt to Jon's side and thrust a blocking
finger into Jon's rectum so forcefully that Jon yelped as he stood on tip
toe trying to avoid the painful intrusion.  "Come on." Nurse Jean commanded
and led the boy forward using her finger as an insistent guide to move the
boy forward and out of the office.  "Whoo Hoo, look whose back lads." Jon
groaned in shame and humiliation as he saw that the recruits had returned
and now stood watching as the boy was walked out his nude small penis and
testicles dangling free, with a pretty nurse's finger plugging up his bum.
"Hey look at the belly on him he looks pregnant." One called out.  "Jenkins
you just going to stand and there and do nothing while another woman
fingers your boyfriends arse." Another called.  "Oh aren't I woman enough
for you lover." The short haired female recruit called Jenkins pouted, "If
you had asked I could have done the kinky stuff for you loverrrr." She
drawled causing peals of laughter to issue from the others.  Ignoring them
the nurse pushed the now crying and red faced boy towards the opposite wall
where the doors to the toilets lay, and led him inside to a waiting
cubicle. "Ignore them Jon just sit on the bowl and let nature take its
course." Jean advised sympathetically to the sobbing boy.  Jon complied and
sat down, almost instantly a wracking pain rippled through his guts and a
slew of water poured from his sore bottom.  A large ripping fart came out
at the same time echoing through the small cubicle, as Jon writhed in pain
as his guts seemed to writhes and twist in spasms.  Nurse Jean knelt by the
boy holding one hand in comfort and mopped the boys sweating forehead, and
taking a square of tissue dried the tear streaks from his cheeks as further
noisy expulsions echoed through the room, as Jon completely emptied his
bowels.  It took a long embarrassing and uncomfortable 10 minutes for Jon's
bottom to stop leaking.  A sign of the stress that the expulsion had caused
was the fact that Jon did not even protest when the nurse intimately wiped
him clean.  Jon shook as he stood and gratefully took the nurses proffered
arm as they moved to the door and back towards the Doctors office.  As the
toilet door swung open a chorus of applause issued from the waiting
recruits.  "How that is what I call one hell of a bowel movement." A large
recruit called out as the soldiers applauded the shamefaced 11 year old. 
"Hell with that sort of a shit boy, they must be feeding you the same shit
they feed us." Jon was relieved as the Doctors door finally closed behind
him and the catcalls of the recruits died away.  That relief was short
lived when he saw the terrible looks of anticipation on the faces of the
two adults who awaited him, and the shiny medical implements that one of
them held.  Implements that would soon be cutting into his most intimate
flesh.





   A Father's Replacement Chapter 16 By Lee Davey Comments welcome at
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   Chapter 16 (The Cavalry arrives) Jon stared up his sight blinded by the
bright white light over the cold examination table he had been strapped
onto.  Donna had pulled up a chair next to the table allowing her an
unobstructed view as Dr Hayes scrubbed his hands and readied his tray of
implements.  "Well Jon time to give you a little trim" Dr Hayes spoke up as
he approached Jon and walked between the boys spread-eagled legs.  Jon
attempted to escape but the bindings on his arms legs and body were too
tight, all that he achieved was a slight tremble of his body.  "I wouldn't
do that if I was you, Move like that when the good Doctor is cutting your
foreskin off and you could lose more than you bargained for." Donna advised
leaning in and stroking the side of Jon's face.  "Help, HELP" Jon screamed
as Dr Hayes picked up a scalpel and examined it before placing it back down
with a frown.  "We will have to do something about that" he spoke to Donna,
"We don't want any 'helpful' busybody interrupting do we.  If you would not
mind Donna there is a medical oral gag in the cupboard over there." Jon
made to scream as Donna got up realising that now was his last chance for
salvation before he was cut, unfortunately the Doctor saw his intake of
breath and casually clamped a hand over the boys mouth until Donna
returned. Jon's eyes flicked left and right wildly as he saw the gag.  It
looked like four metal bars held apart by some ratchet type device on
either side.  Donna handed the gag to the Doctor and replaced his hand with
hers as Dr Hayes adjusted the gag's diameter somewhat.  "No Jon don't fuss
so, you won't miss your little willys' skin once I have snipped it off,
Good grief child even babies have this operation done to them, so a big boy
your age should have no problems." Dr Hayes said to Jon as he inserted the
medical gag into Jon's mouth and with a casual ruthlessness extended it
until Jon felt as if his cheeks could stretch no further.  Jon tried to
scream in pain yet all he could manage was a few gurgles that caused both
of the adults to laugh.  Donna watched entranced as Dr Hayes showed her a
large metal clamp, and with one jerking movement pulled Jon's foreskin as
high and far up as possible causing him to blow cute little snot bubbles as
he tried to vocalise his discomfort.  With a click Dr Hayes snapped the
clamp across the taut foreskin and lowered the now weighted small penis of
Jon back down.  "The clamp is used to guide the incision of the blade over
the boys' foreskin.  The next step is to make a vertical incision so." Dr
Hayes explained to Donna as he slowly sliced Jon's penis in half all the
way down to the clamps metal surface, leaving two flaps of skin were one
intact hood had been.  Jon screamed internally.  He could not believe how
much the clamp had hurt when it was crushed down on his foreskin, yet to
his relief the pain soon dulled into mere discomfort.  However any pain he
had felt until now paled into nothingness as he felt the blade cut through
him.  He had once caught himself in his zipper and could not believe the
pain, this though was worse much worse.  "Next we cut horizontally one
side, and then another to remove each side of the exposed skin thusly." Dr
Hayes clinically continued ignoring Jon's groans and obvious signs of
distress.  "And voila we have a newly cut little boy".  Dr Hayes now held
two flaps of skin.  Two flaps that until a moment ago had been little Jon's
precious foreskin.  Donna took a piece and looked at it in morbid curiosity
turning it this way and that.  Then as Dr Hayes undid the clamp and sprayed
a burning antiseptic solution on the raw circumcision wound she moved to
Jon's head.  "There we go child.  You stinky little foreskin has been taken
from you.  "She waved the flap of skin across the boys snotty nose in a
sadistic sweep, "You'll never now inflict this things dirty presence into a
girls beautiful vagina.  Or defile yourself by wanking that little thing
you call a prick".  Crassshhhh.  Donna turned and stumbled as the door to
the room burst open, and flew off its hinges.  A large man wearing a sweat
stained army officers uniform crashed through and stopped as he quickly
took in the view.  "Major your back from Afghanistan." Dr Hayes gawped in
surprise at the most unexpected sight of Jon's father as he stormed into
the room.  "You bastard." He stormed and with a crashing right hook punched
the smaller Doctor across the jaw knocking him over the trolley a medical
instruments to an unconscious heap on the floor, the Doctors Jaw obviously
broken from the powerful blow.  Thomas then turned to Donna who initially
cowered at the sight of the man abut soon regained her composure and stood
sneering at the man, whose boy she had been relentlessly torturing for
days. "You wouldn't dare touch me Thomas.  Remember my husband is your
commanding officer." She spoke haughtily.  Donna's eyes flickered
momentarily as she saw Shelly and Mary enter cautiously behind their
father. A bright red bruise on Shelly's face indicating that her husband
had not been pleased to hear what had been happening in his absence. 
Thomas though said nothing not taking his eyes from Donna, until they
flickered down and saw the strip of flesh that one hand still clasped. 
Reaching down he began to undo the broad brown leather belt pulling it free
from his waist loop by loop.  He looked at his son still gagged, drool
flowing from his gagged mouth down one side of his face, tear stains down
his cheeks, then he saw the red ragged line that scared his only sons
manhood and a red haze descended upon him.  Wrapping the belt he lashed out
catching the middle aged woman across the top of her body.  The belt
wrapped around until the tip crashed into the side of Donna's full left
breast with a sickening thud.  "Donna screamed and clasped the wounded tit
and then screamed again as this time the belt caught her across her belly
doubling her up in pain and causing her to fall to the ground writhing in
pain.  Thomas drew a combat knife that he wore at his hip and brutally
sliced the top and bottom of Donna's clothes from her.  Stripping her with
brutal efficiency Donna soon found herself near naked upon the floor clad
only in a pair of white knickers and bra, the paleness of the still
attractive woman marred only by two bright red weals that adorned her.  One
marring her left breast the other across her slightly pudgy belly.  "Don't
be a fool Tom.  Donna begged as she tried to cover her flesh from the mans
gaze.  "If you leave now perhaps I can persuade my husband not to have you
court martialled" Donna tried bargain as she tried to raise herself from
the ground.  An attempt stopped by Thomas's booted foot forcing her back
down.  "See to our son" he ordered his wife over his shoulder and nodded in
satisfaction as Shelly immediately went to her poor son and cradled her
boys head in her arms and pressed the tear streaked face of the boy to her
bosom.  "Dear, dear Donna I have some unfortunate news for you." Thomas
spoke to Donna for the first time.  "I must inform you that Colonel
Stopford was killed in action a few days ago." Thomas expression never
softened as Donna went pale and began to cry at this news.  "It was the
worst day of my life that day." Thomas reminisced "You see my good friend,
your husband, was killed by a sniper and then I received a letter from my
daughter Mary telling me about what was going on." Thomas stopped and
glared at Shelly.  "I will be having further words with my wife about why
she had not contacted me herself about this later." He threatened as Shelly
quickly put a hand up to her bruised face, indicating what Thomas meant
about 'further words'.  "As the temporary Commanding officer I was easily
able to arrange for my return immediately.  Unfortunately for my son" his
voice hardened as he saw the injury that had just been inflicted upon Jon,
"I was just a few minutes too late." Thomas paused and then without warning
lashed two blows across Donna's back causing the woman to writhe and scream
on the floor.  Donna was finally realising how much a beating could hurt,
as before this day and despite her fondness for beating her own child, she
herself had never been hurt.  "Still I am here now." Thomas continued, "And
I am here to look after my family.  But I am a forgiving man." The further
blow that followed these words and cracked across Donna's large bottom
belied this last statement.  "I remember promising your husband that I
would look after his family if anything were to happen to him, as he in
turn promised to look after mine.  So Donna count your lucky stars because
I keep my promises and you and your sons will be treated with all the
obvious care and compassion that you gave to mine in my absence." Thomas
turned to his wife "Take the children back home, and then fetch the
Stopford boys over to our house.  I will want to have words with them later
to see how they are implicated in all this".  Shelly with Mary's help
unstrapped her son and carrying him in her arms walked through the broken
door.  Thomas called out to her before she left "And after you have done
all that we can have our little talk." He held the belt up to Shelly who
cowered and continued her exit quickly.  "Now where were we Donna?  Oh yes
I was about to whip you half to death, and then well who knows it has been
a long time and I do so enjoy a beaten woman at my knees." Thomas' free
hand moved to the impressive erection that was beginning to tent his pants
indicating his plans.  "But first things first." Thomas finished and raised
the belt for the first of many, many blows upon Donna's naked flesh.  The
End