He spanked her thighs the same way. Finally, he began on her 'sit spots.' She was crying and begging, promising anything and everything if he would ...ust stop. He continued until he had given her 20 spanks on each sit spot. He didn't have to hit hard. Just a flick of his wrist caused the paddle to spank solidy and painfully. She had gone limp, her head falling down and her tears making a puddle on the floor. He finished with spanks to the skin close to her anus on both sides. She would. Looking back on the experience, it was seriously a bad move on my part. There were plenty of warning signs of shadiness and danger that pervaded the air as soon as I met him in front of some pizza place near Rockefeller Center. He was the first person I had ever had sex with who I wasnt 100% attracted to aesthetically. He looked – and was – rather pleasant. He had short brown hair, a really lanky frame, was 21 and wore sunglasses. I was immediately conflicted upon my first impression of him. ‘I love you, Sam,’ I told her. ‘More than ever.’ ‘I love you, too, Wolf. Don’t stop now!’ A little bit of her belly showed through her shirt. I rubbed it briefly and then kissed her clit. I separated her pussy lips with my fingers and licked a line up and down through the cleft. She put her hands on the back of my head, a little higher than where she used to put them, because she had to reach around now. No matter, I started by finger-fucking her and then moved in with my tongue. Seeing Sam. The bridesmaids kept stroking me, each taking their turn. They were giggling and laughing talking about how lovely it was that a man would allow a group of ladies to transform him into a simpering little sissy. They would be helping with my training as my Mistress would instruct them. Just then my penis erupted in a lovely shower of cum that almost covered the entire serving tray."Oh so lovely," said my Mistress.Immediately she slid the tube over my now limp penis and fastened the belt in place.