Chapter Five
Journal Entry
Ann is in the bedroom sobbing. How could I have gotten us, especially her into this terrible mess? I can’t believe how heartless Watts is. He showed us a whipping stage and said if Ann f***s up even in some small way she will be whipped. He told her that her ass would be f****d and gave her plugs to widen it. I’m afraid she might go crazy or become suicidal. Because of her shyness, our s*x has never been very good. I don’t think she’s experienced an orgasm. She never complained. It seemed the less s*x the better. Until today I’d hardly ever seen her entirely naked, except a quick glimpse now and then. But this afternoon there she was naked on her knees with her hands behind her neck looking up at that fat bastard, Watts. By then my c**k felt like it might explo
