He apologized for the way he acted, but something was not there, I had no idea what it was, but something was not right. I surprised myself when I tol... him, I would probably not be coming back to him, when this project was over, I had made arrangements to join up with my mom. I knew he didn’t trust me, but he didn’t own me, so better find out now then later. He was silent when I told him this, so I just hung up and blocked his phone number on my phone. Surprisingly I had a very good nights. This stung like hell, I'll admit it, but for some reason, I didn't move, nor did I raise a protest. SNAP, SNAP, SNAP!His belt found its mark again and again, and my ass began to feel like it was on fire. Still, I took the abuse without a word. I winced with each new angry stroke, but truth be told, I was beginning to get off on the pain. I was surprised, of course, but not as surprised as his next move:"Put another dollar in!" he insisted, and I did as he asked.With the light in the booth. "Mr. Herman, take a deep breath. It will be okay."Tabitha then opens the door."Come in Carl and close the door on your way out, Tabitha. We do not want to be disturbed."Nikki is sitting in her black leather swivel chair. I hear the door close behind me as I take in the sight before me. Nikki looks hotter than usual, wearing a pair of open toe stilettos with a single strap wrapping around the heel. Her black skirt has a slit which goes up high on the left side. Nikki's white shirt is unbuttoned. Sniff my ass, daddy. I leaned in and placed my nose a hairs width away from Nikkis asshole and slowly inhaled her ass aroma. Well? Its clean, mommy. Wrong answer. I rested my nose on her asshole and sniffed: Youre asshole is clean mommy. WRONG answer. God knows how long Nikki was being mentored and by whom-she sure as hell had it down-thirteen year old dominant, mommy-daughter Mistress! Im fucked! Uhmmmm, your delicious ass is clean&hellip,Nik&hellip,Nikki&hellip,. She giggled wickedly, Good.