Myfreecams Juliastorm Privatge - While my parents were there.

She remembered how tight the school years can be on her. Gotta keep busy and away from pussy stuff. Lunch time usually ended in about 36-36 min, when everyone had had a good time and My then would start again the next day. Hope is gone now. We all (myself included) are left to wonder what my parents would have done if they had been around. If they could. There is a large wooden table there with our names on it. She had to lean her head down to see. The legs of the table were not padded so as to keep her from falling over. The knees, a very awkward place to be as your legs are spread wide apart. She didn't really notice and even if she did she should have. That's how sad it is that My life is to this day what My parents are to be. Poor little thing. On each visit home I find a place for Myself to be quiet and I run to it quickly and almost hit it, I lean down to pick it up and the first 36 grains land on both cheeks of My ass crack. Wrenching. So hard. It makes Me sweat.

Just as every time I have to go to the toilet I just lean down and hit it. Lifting Myself up off the floor. Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. I know its not just the cheeks that are stinging, there are tits too. So many little points all over My body. Not just on my ass. Across my tits, the side of my breasts, down my stomach to My cunt. It stings so much and it stings so hard. It's like my legs are made of combs and my body has turned into a weapon. Its working as it must. There are six clamps on each girl. Six on each. Seven on each. Eight on each. Ten on each. Eleven and tap.

The first tug of the clamps sends her backwards and yelping. She tries to turn around but the bonds are too strong. She just lays there obediently to the wall. The other two tugged equally hard. She is yelping all the time now. She must be punished. She must be. The look in her eyes. The wickedness that burns like fire but it never burns quickly. It can stay there and deep down it will stay till the torment is no longer there. She gets a hard on. She is totally and completely under the illusion that she is God's good little girl. She has no control over it. It is a part of her now. Her body, the very soul of her, is being played with and took from her. Its like a puppet in it's hands. It turns her into a slut, a object for its owner to flex his muscles and touch and spank..