. and it felt interesting ... good, like. Just nuzzling my pussy lips apart. I spread my legs ... Carly ... I did ... I remember spreading my legs for...him. I knew it was wrong. But I spread my legs. And then pushed my underwear down and stepped one foot out of them to spread them a little more."And suddenly, he just shoved it in! I know I screamed. It hurt! Oh god it hurt!"She looked down for awhile and then her eyes found mine."Oh, Carly, it hurt so much! He just didn't seem to care. I. ”“I am Lila,” I stated. Then followed with, “Today.”He looked at me with a puzzled expression on his face, “What do you mean by you are Lila today? Who are you when you are not Lila?”I felt to blood rush to my face as I shyly replied, "I am Reye.” “Reye, you make a fine-looking girl. You are gorgeous, just like your mother and sister. Do they know you dress like this,” he asked.I felt an overwhelming desire to be in his arms as I answered, “Yes, they help me.”As if he had read my mind he took. He took the handset of my hand and put it back. He was holding it down and not allowing me to call.I was terrified. I ran towards the door to run out. He pulled me and I fell on the bed. With his left hand, he pinned my both hands against the bed and with his right hand he shut my mouth. I tried to scream but he was too strong. I could not kick him because I was wearing a towel and he was too strong for that.– Fareeda, listen. I am not here to hurt you. I am here to be forgiven for hurting you. “I’m sorry, Master. It was supposed to be a soufflé but it fell as I took it out of the oven.”“You mean you dropped it?” he asked, knowing full well the answer and thinking, Just the chance I’ve wanted. An excuse to spank her.“No. I didn’t drop it. It just collapsed on the plate. I’m sorry,” she apologised, looking a little fearful.“Did you try to make a soufflé before?”“No. I thought it would be a nice surprise for you. I did it exactly as the recipe said,” she mumbled.“Recipes are not.