" And then it happened. She swatted me on the butt with the double sided dildo! I yelped in pain and surprise! Then she did it again, and again, and A...AIN! I squealed and yelped each time. Then she really started! Just WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP over and over and over and over again! And she did it HARD! She was so sweet the day before! And now she was spanking me with a double sided dildo! I was screaming and crying! I put my hands back to block the swats. She paused for a second, then just. Most of the girls would be chatting about guys who were "hot" and how they hoped so and so would ask them to the dance. She had never felt a part of the group. Rose recalled that while these conversations were going on, she would be watching with interest but not because of the topic. She had been gazing at the others girls as they dressed and undressed. When one of them was describing how her boyfriend had kissed her or touched her, Rose had sometimes imagined herself as the boy. It occurred. ’ ‘No problem, I’ll go pay the bill.’ Misha was so used to those looks from women. He’d had them all his life. He knew he was good looking. It wasn’t vanity. He had been told it enough times in his life, and he looked in the mirror in the mornings to shave. But it had never been important to him, at least not that important. He was comfortable with himself, working out a couple of times a week at the gym and swimming regularly to keep his body trim and in shape, but more interested in using. She had no idea of the turn of events and started yelling at me. I just looked at her and said "shut the fuck up bitch!" She was stunned, she turned to Ben and started to speak, he just looked down. She turned to me and started to say something and I cut her off. I gave her two choices; 1. She could just leave, and I would be home later and I would be moving out or 2. You can get on on your knees and submit to me. She stared into my eyes for about 30 seconds, then dropped to her knees and bowed.