Dawn's message to my dad read, "I can't believe I did this, and neither can Jenna. She's a great little photographer, but this was pretty embarrassing for both of us. Jenna promised she wouldn't show these to anyone, and I trust you won't, either." But he really wanted them to do it. He wanted to please them with spurt after spurt of his semen – to surrender and submit himself to them and to feel ever more used and taken as they forced him to ejaculate again and again. It turned out that Heidi and Ida only spoke the local dialect or that they were otherwise too shy to speak anything else. But they both smiled and gestured to me in a friendly manner and they laughed disarmingly whenever I would try to repeat what they’d said in my attempt to understand the unfamiliar sounds. So after a while only Helena spoke. “You’ll find that things are different here in the mountains than at home. Although our lives are comfortable up here,” she said, “everyone must do their utmost to be useful in their own way, if things are to work out. That is the most important rule for each and every one of us. I suppose that is what your mother wants you to learn from us while you’re here?” I supposed as well with some nervousness. Mother was always alluding to the supposedly privileged life I was living, and had over the years mentioned the hard lessons learned by the frontier life led by her ancestors in the mountain region I was now entering, and the family members still living here, such as Helena and her daughters. However, my mother hadn’t given me anything but very vague clues about exactly what kind of life I would live or what kind of usefulness I would provide while here. “I have made a number of arrangements for your stay, and I must confess that I have built up rather significant hopes for what grand things we may be able to achieve together, the four of us this summer,” she concluded without further specifying what she actually meant by that. I was to learn soon enough. Carrie sought pleasure more ardently with the experienced motions of her hips, the grinding of her womanhood against the boy's soft face increased in tempo. Mmmmm.... Oooooohhh...

Re: Detective Dubious educates the innocent readers and interrogates Sammy -- Paulette (Detective Dubious), 20:22:09 09/01/23 Fri Re: Unnecessary focus on the boy's genitals during punishments. -- Why Not (Leslie), 21:42:37 10/31/23 Tue Like a good boy, he stood in the center of the room, took a deep breath as he was blushing profusely, and lowered his little sheer pouch letting it fall to the floor and stepping out of it. Jane smiled proudly as all the ladies broke into polite applause as they admired her son's smooth muscular body and his generous endowment, unhindered by even the slightest stubble of hair. Mrs. Carrington's eyes opened softly into the morning light. A warm breeze wafted through the slightly opened window, causing her sheer curtains to dance slowly as she watched.

Re: Turn about is fair play, Breast bouncing vs male genitals bouncing -- Why Not (turn safe search off to see videos), 17:00:35 09/27/23 Wed She cooed, "Ah, what a nice penis, dear, your head is turning a delightful purple color, in preparation for ejaculation. Now I'm going to stimulate just the most sensitive parts of your penis, and we'll see if you respond for us like a good boy should."

Re: Unnecessary focus on the boy's genitals during punishments. -- jean the frenchie, 10:26:29 10/29/23 Sun No amount of explanation by Craig seemed to change their minds. They just 'knew' he had been somehow naughty, needed a spanking, and received one, as is proper for boys. They assured him that having his bottom swatted was a good and normal lifelong experience for a boy, as they helped him onto the exam table and began strapping him in securely. Mrs. Carrington let the covers fall down over Tommy's head, wrapping the boy in darkness between her legs. She had taught him to please a woman this same way, never really letting him see her naked, but giving him enough guidance and access to pleasure her properly. Then Jenna became extremely uneasy when Heather called out, "I got a bare-assed spanking at my eighteenth birthday party. That's what you should get." Re: My mom saw me naked in the shower and made fun of my tiny winky -- jean the frenchie, 08:58:04 09/23/23 SatLeaving the sidewalk to give them a wider berth, I stared straight on and walked on the grass around them, ignoring them. In the room Craig saw a medical exam table with the usual straps and stirrups prepared to hold a boy in position for his milking. The three women stood around Craig and Mrs. Wrightwell bent down and began to lower Craig's pouch panties, letting them fall to his ankles and helping him step out of them. As a condition of my sentence I was not to leave Lobson County without permission from my probation officer, which was a relatively easy thing, really, given the circumstances of my punishment. It began with four older couples drinking. They appeared to be in their late twenties to early forties. My dad was the only fifty-year-old in the group. There were also two girls and a boy at the party that were all eighteen. I guess they were Jenna's friends or classmates. Other than the adults getting drunk, nothing exciting was happening, so I was about to turn the video off. Then Dawn yelled out, "It's time for Jenna's birthday spankings," so I kept watching and I wasn't disappointed. Thank heavens my erection had subsided by that time. I stood, waiting for the group to clear with my hands over my privates...which weren't really all that private anymore.