My acne was so bad that I looked like a victim of the pox and the dentist had decided that I need to have braces. Compounding the situation was that f...ct that, while my father and mother tried, we still barely made ends meet. So, when I had started to sprout out in all the right places quite suddenly to the extent that I needed a new wardrobe, things just got worse. I found myself having to decide choose between three options: trying to wear my old clothes, most of which I couldn't even fit. I wish to allow you to use me at your will and inflict immense but enjoyable pain as part of the treatment. I implore you to administer hard groping and slapping of my breasts and if it would please you, perhaps you might enjoy "punching" my hanging breasts as a test of my full submission to you. I would definitely wish to submit to being lashed by you perhaps by a leather belt on my back, butt, breasts and nipples but perhaps with a limit to the number of "strokes" on these early session. As much as Jan teased her about being a useless airhead, Jennifer was a brilliant girl who was extremely clear-thinking and capable in any crisis. She said that she would call the Chapmans and Ali, while Jan should call Ed Bradley and Cindy. In a matter of just a few minutes, well before Vangie returned to the house, the wheels were turning. Ed Bradley used Dave Chapman's attorneys to prepare a habeas corpus petition for filing first thing Thursday morning. That night in bed Vangie tossed and. My wrist ached, but I didn’t dare to stop, determined to make her cum for me with just my fingers alone. Her breathing grew ragged and desperate as I pushed her towards the crescendo of her pleasure. “Oh, fuck..! Daddy! Fuck, fuck!!!” Her nails dug painfully into my thighs as she scrabbled for purchase, writhing and shuddering against me as she climaxed. I held her in my arms until she came down. “Oh my gosh... That was... I haven't felt anything like that,” she gasped. I laughed into her hair,.