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...and now I was happy to be able to give her this little joy in being punished.

After it was over I realized that there was a warmer, more moist part of her body that I had not known other than in the cavern of buxsom boobs....it was the cavern of her legs! My little stick wouldn't go down until I made the wet come out the end, which I couldn't do until my mother had gone to sleep. I lay awake in her arms and sliped one hand down into the furry hot spot of her soft limp cunt, then wrapped the other hand around my stiff little dick and pulled it until I achieved the same sensation as before.

This time I noticed that there was much more juice coming out. I

kept it in my hand and rubbed it over the fur at her crotch. Feeling like a king I then turned over and drifted off into the wonderful world

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of sleep.

I managed to get punished about once a month for the next while. My mother stopped having her many boy. friends in and she seemed happy to visit Helen's room occasionally and of course give me my thrashing. The last time was on my eleventh birthday. Helen had a party for me which lasted until about eight o'clock. My cake had ten little candles and one gigantic one in the middle, representing my eleventh year. After I blew them out, my mother took out the big candle and pointed it at me and commanded:

"Lick the icing off, Bruce!"

In an almost slave like manner I licked away at the candle end, which she started to ram down my throat. I gagged and choked. It fell out and tears rushed to my eyes as I sat coughing.

As the front door bell rang,

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