“Inhale it, slave – think about what’s coming after I’ve caned your ass and balls …” It was so extreme, the worst pain yet. Gay sex His inexperience also meant that quite a few strokes flew around my sides and hit my hip-bones, another level of agony. I sweated and panted and screamed incoherently.Then it was time for the five on my dick, also to be administered by Eddie. They wanted the weeping to turn to screaming and it very soon did. With me in that torturing squatting position, unable to move a muscle, Eddie caned me hard. Turning to me, Eddie smirked: “You’re going to be caned every day from now on, criminal slave … If he was visiting and the adults were out , he would piss on the floor in the bathroom and make me go in with him and lick it up, while he and Edie watched. I’ll stay still for my caning, Masters. “Shit, Master Eddie: please feed me your and Master Chris’s shit.” They both laughed at that, and high-fived, while I wept, but weeping did me no good, because Eddie took up a vicious-looking cane.
