I opened the door to find an absolutely stunning young lady standing on my stoop. She was from the messenger service, and according to the nametag on ...er uniform her name was Ashley D. I said, “Hello, can I help you?” “Yes, Hello, I’ve got an envelope for a…let me see her,” she said as she searched her clipboard. I realized I was checking her out as she searched for a name, but I couldn’t help but stare. She was so pretty! “Ah, here it is, a Mr. Jon…” “Yes, that’s me,” I said as I cut her off.. “Shut up whore!” He snarled, slapping one of my naked tits, causing me to yelp in pain and surprise. His large hands grabbed them, massaging them roughly as he enjoyed feeling the soft masses. Horror filled me as my tender nipples responded to the attention and hardened against his palms. He chuckled as he felt them, moving to pinch them hard, eliciting another cry. “Only a whore would get excited at her Daddy’s touch,” he snarled, leering at me. Then he leaned over, taking one of the tight. Ok now back to the beginnng, Kevin my husband had been gone 3 days now and not expected back for another 4 , we were having a terrible storm and like I said it wasnt long before I heard a knock at the door and a very sheepish, "Jen Im scared, can I come in?" " yes Shawn ,you can come in, " So he comes in and sits on my bed. " dont you think its time for you to start being a man and stay in your own room, you will never get a girlfriend acting like that, stop being such a baby" I really didnt. Today she sat, clothed in just a dressing gown, on a soft cushion it must be said, her arse still red from the spanking and waited her husband to serve breakfast in the kitchen at the bar.it being a tradition between them that he cooked breakfast every Sunday. The meal over Gethin, had her bend over the breakfast bar and receive some soothing balm for the bruises he had inflicted.They heard the car pull in next door at about 12 noon, by then they were both dressed, and the washer banging away.