I flopped down, with both hands under the weight of my body.I flopped down, with both hands under the weight of my body. "Spread your legs out - wider," she commanded. "I want to be able to see your fingers around your balls. If either one of your hands comes out from under you, I'll flatten your balls with the hairbrush. Understand?" I muttered that I understood. The new position didn't make much sense to me, until I realized that with me across her lap Cheryl could only lift the hairbrush about a foot, but now, with her standing up, she could swing it three feet or more! I lay there, clutching my cock and balls, feeling ridiculous and more than a little apprehensive about what the hairbrush would feel like the next time it landed. I didn't have long to wait. Cheryl put her left hand in the small of my back, supporting most of her weight with it, raised the hairbrush high with her right hand and swung it down ferociously. |