‘Cold cut day, huh?’ she says trying to spark conversation. ‘What schedule are you on, is this a snack or meal for you?’ You recover from your...stupor, pull the spoon out of your mouth and answer, ‘Hi there. Yes, um, I would have to say a meal break, it has been a while since I’ve eaten today.’ ‘Is peanut butter all you are going to have?’ she asks as she pulls a covered bowl out of the fridge then walks over, pulls out a chair and sits down across from you at the narrow table. ‘Well, it will do. They continued talking till four in the morning, discovering that this was both their first night in a chat room. They were both just getting over a relationship and they lived about 4 hours apart. She was older than him by three years yet they both liked the same thing, and got along great. Soon they were emailing each other everyday and chatting at all hours of the night. Three months had passed and then she asked him if he would ever like to meet. Without hesitating he said yes. They agreed. After a moment, she settled back, her strained body seeking comfort on the hard, cold surface. She felt as if she was glowing from a fire within, her pale skin flushed bright pinks and reds. Then, her eyes drifting down towards her open legs, she watched Justin rise between them. He was already unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.Willow had thought there was nothing that could draw her attention away from his eyes while he looked at her the way he did now. The reveal of his stiffening. Sir spanked Mistress’ ass with a powerful stroke of his bare hand. She let out a small scream followed by the word “one”. Sir hit her again and this time she didn’t scream, but moaned “two”. Sir continued spanking Mistress and with each stroke he hit her harder than the previous. When he hit her the tenth time Mistress shouted “Ten”. Her ass was very red at this point and Sir’s hand marks were clearly visible.Sir said “Good girl. Now go lie on the bed”. Mistress crawled to the bed and lay down.