He couldn't believe this was happening. He sure the hell hoped it wasn't a dream again. His hands start to roam her silky smooth skin. Bull quickly pu...ls her shorts off and sees that Paige isn't wearing panties. He gulps in a breath, his shaft twitching at the scene. Her pussy already wet and glistening, he can't help but to take his fingers and rub on her clit. Paige grabs his hand and looks at him, lust in her eyes. "Please fuck me, no more foreplay. Fuck me hard."He smiles at her; nods and. We began going out on more and more "dates" and some of the old friends of the family even thought that Laura and I had gotten married, not my brother and her. We would go to dances, liking it when the slower music was played. We would hold each other very close, rubbing our bodies against each other, her crotch and mine would often rub us to a very hot state of arousal as we danced. On our way home Laura would sit tight to me, (this was before manditory seat belts) often rubbing the inside. On each occasion, Ian had been fucked hard over Carol's brand new desk or spanked over her knee and he had pathetically begged for more each time. He was unquestionably Carol's bitch boy and he admitted to himself that he now wanted to be. Now, whenever she gave him a stern look he grew hard; when she mocked him, he sprinted to the toilets for relief. His life really did now revolve around work.When Ian was named employee of the month, he was shocked but genuinely quite proud as Carol had put. Her buttocks clenched as she tried to resist this force, and she shook her head against the mattress, begging him to stop. Immediately his hand came down on her bottom with astonishing power, smacking her over and over. “Bitch, you'll let me do this or you'll suffer, understand?” he said, slapping her glowing arse cheeks alternately. “Ok, ok.” she responded, wanting only to stop the burning, the stinging of the repeated slaps, and tried desperately to relax and let him have what he wanted.He.