“You know, I think I should talk to your father about your behavior?”

- In terms of? About what?!!

- About who he brings up. I will tell him everything: about onanism, about mom's stockings, which you wear in the bathroom at night, how you ass fuck cucumbers at night, about your masturbation! Everything!!! Let him take up your education

- Do not, Natasha, I beg you !!!

- You must Fedya, you must! I will send the photos to him in your pantyhose, let him admire his son, who is already dying of idleness that year!

- Natasha, well, please do not do this !! He will kill me if he finds out ..

- Serves you right! You're a slacker and get what you deserve, I promise you. For some reason you decided that everything is available to you and that life is such a sweet thing that you can sit on the parent's neck, sweetly masturbate and do nothing ... I will tell your father to flop you every day, take away all your pocket money and in general Everything, and better sent you to the army for a start, there is nothing for you to wipe your pants at MSU.

- Natasha, calm down! You are welcome!

- Not! I said everything! Get ready to pay ...

- Natasha, well, do not !!!

“My dream is to chain you to the oar on the galley and so that over the years, then with blood all this nonsense will come out of my head.”

I continued to masturbate on the correspondence with Natasha and on her photo, where her beautiful legs in stockings were clearly visible, under which were exciting ideal heels and fingers, when suddenly everything began to change in the room. First one wall disappeared, then another, a precipice formed around it. I froze in fear and closed my eyes after seeing the floor disappear from under my feet.

Suddenly, I felt like they grabbed me and dragged me somewhere. I opened my eyes and saw that I was on some kind of ship, on which a bunch of naked men chained to huge oars, moaning and fatigue and wild heat.

They began to chain me in shackles to one of the oars. I tried to shout “help!” And resist, but I didn’t have a bit of strength for it. Suddenly, I understood my eyes and saw that, on top of some kind of throne, there was erotically sitting a leg on Natasha’s leg, which with the air of the Empress watches me being chained in shackles. Moreover, Natasha was dressed exactly in the same bodily stockings as I was in that photo, which I so often jerked off during my correspondence. After I was chained, slightly raising her finger, said:

- For thirty years!

I started yelling at the top of my lungs:

- Not!!! Natasha, do not !!! Do not!!! Natasha, let me go !!! Do not!!! I beg you !!!

- That's all, slacker, goodbye! Serves you right!

- Natasha !!! Not-eee !!! Let me go!

“So that you can turn on porn again and start to sweetheart it?” Never! That's all you deserve! Goodbye!

I was already chained to the paddle and rowed along with everyone, continuing to yell.

- Natasha, do not go !!! Let me go!!! Let go !! I will not do this anymore, I will behave myself !!! I swear!! Let go !!!

- It's late!

Having said the last, Natasha got up and disappeared, and I remained to continue to work on the oars with the slaves. I started to get a wild blow after the lash on the back, when I didn’t invest. I was exhausted from pain and fatigue when I woke up.

- Fuh, Saturday ... no more Railways !!!

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