You should view it, it will illustrate the first part of this story. This is my first attempt at writing from a first person perspective, hope you en...oy!Here I am, my spandex clad images on the internet for other people to enjoy... I feel exalted. I had spent over an hour doing my own half-assed porno shoot and then more time editing it to keep my anonymity. There I was... posted on xhamster, and had a couple of views already. I am hard just from editing my own pics, and seeing them online,. Her prominent mound was shaved. He wanted her. He led her across to the table and moved the objects he had placed on it aside to make space for her but before he laid her across it he picked up his belt, a riding crop and a paddle. “You may choose the implement with which to punish you?” He told her. He watched her eyes move from implement to implement. She could choose the paddle; it would be the less painful of them all but would leave some bruising. She could also choose the belt. That. What.’ ‘If you really want to thank me, you will forget you even saw me. This town has wanted me in jail or dead for the last fourteen years. If the jury had been from this town, I would be in prison or executed. No deed I will ever do will be a good deed to them.’ I had just spoken more words to her than I had spoken to all the women in this town in the last ten years. She said, ‘Look, Gerald – yes, I know your name – nobody believes that I didn’t deserve what happened to me. None of my old. . my heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. My hands ere sweaty and I was shaking, but I was also so horny my jeans were damp and I could smell my sex juice. Wearing a buttoned blue blouse and my best jeans bare foot I waited. When the phone rang I walked into the living room. I walked between my dad and the TV. I walked very close to him turned around and touched the floor pushing my ass inches from his face. When I turned around I looked into his eyes, his dark brown eyes.