” Then he touched my arm. “Thanks again for the ride last week.”I told myself to just keep walking out the door but I didn’t. I looked at his ...andsome face. “I could give you a ride if you want.”We rode the two miles to his house in silence. He started to get out of the car. I smiled in what I hoped was just a friendly gesture and the words spilled out of my mouth. “Don’t I get a thank you today?” I knew it was the wrong thing to say but I could not help myself. I needed him to kiss me.He. The spanking was merely ceremonial, not nearly as harsh as her previous spankings and she gave out a series of low moans as my hand swatted each side in turn. The feel of her writhing gently on my knee and against my ever hardening cock raised my excitement to a new level and I brought her back to her feet, cradling her tiny waist as she regained her stance in her high heels. She was panting slightly and her face had pinked up against her blood-red lipstick, her long blonde hair a little askew.. Fred knows that I'm generally a pretty reasonable sort of fellow, and at least as mercenary and 'out for the money' as anyone in the literary business, but I couldn't stand the thought of my old girlfriend Becky being the one this time to ruin my life's work.Losing out on 1.2 million in film rights wasn't really that much of a disaster. I'd sold these options three times before in the past, albeit for lesser amounts, and Fred would find another buyer, in another month or two. The property was. Taking her by the hand, He led her to the bathroom still no words spoken. In the bathroom the measuring cup and enema bag were lain out on the counter, in preparation. Her heart jumped into her throat making it difficult to swallow. She now had an inkling of what was in store for her. In some way she had been a bad girl, and angered her Master. Now her Master was going to punish her severely. It had been an awful long time since He had raped her bottom with His large, thick cock. The.