"He could see now that he was in for something either incredibly fun or incredibly dangerous, or both, but he seized upon it immediately and asked her...to come across the room to where he was seated behind his desk."Come over her for a moment, Miss V, and I'll tell you what we'll do." She came over and stood facing him beside his chair as he looked her all over. He placed his hands on her slim young waist and turned her around so her back was to her. "What I want you to do, Miss V, is to bend. With how firm her ass was, each slap had more oomph. There was no cushion for the pushing, just a finely sculpted butt designed to be the sheath of an ivory sword.“Bruise me, Massa. Give me a darker shade of black on my behind. I’m not a ghetto skank with a booty but I know I can handle your fat, white cock better than any bitch around.”“More than Michelle?”“The nigger bitch can’t even rim you in my league.”“More than Gale?”“Fuck her, Massa. I’ll suck on your feet before I let that chink touch. “N-No-No I-I’m not!” Pierce stammered out as he tried desperately not to cry.“Well what about this?” Veronica responded, kneeling down and pinching one of Pierce’s balls with her thumb and pointer finger. The sudden pressure on his growing testicle caused Pierce to cry out in Pain, “AH! Stop Please I’m begging you! Stop!”But mercy was not Veronica’s style. She just squeezed harder.“You like that, bitch-boy?”“AHHH!” Pierce felt so humiliated and defeated. He now only wanted to go home and take. Carly and I were both 30 at the time and weve been blessed with only one, beautiful, healthy child&hellip, Jessie. Although dad was that far away, he began making a trip to see us every couple of months. We managed to go to Florida twice a year, but (with an active child) it was a much bigger chore than receiving a visit from him. Dad has always been the hero in Jessies eyes, after all&hellip, it was him who first took her to Dairy Queen, showing her off to all his friends. He insisted on.