We stood back admiring her work ,she had screwed the rod in until the head hit the head ,giggle, it wouldn't go in any further ,probably a good thing as it certainly would have done his bladder any good .Poor ,poor Peter ,really I did feel sorry for him ,not enough to make his torture any easier of course ,wake him up Laura ,I held the salts under his nose ,the scram was truly terrifying ,dont be such a wimp ,Miss Cruella held

a foot long wooden ruler ,as amassing as it was he still had a hard on .she smacked it hard ,the only that accomplished was to bring another howl and to cause his cock to grow even more .With a wicked grin

she handed me a container marked nitrate ,,unscreewd the rod part way ,coat it with the nitrate ,well when she put it back in my goodness you'd have thought he was on fire ,which in a way I guess he was

we went back up stairs for an other hour or so .