“I NEEDED you to be a GOOD GIRL today, Krystenah, but you LET. ME. DOWN. AGAIN. What do I HAVE TO DO to GET THROUGH to you?” he asked me as he pou...ded my ass in emphasis of his words. The pain was growing faster than I could register it, the blows coming so strongly, they were not only reverberating in my asshole and pussy but they were pressing the air out of my lungs. Suddenly, I couldn’t take it anymore. “I’ll be good, Brian!” I started screaming, trying to catch my breath around the tears. I notice your eyes light up, so I move my hand and guide your hand over my pussy, assisting you I move your fingers to rub me showing you how wet I am. You begin feel a little confident and insert a finger inside me. You feel my pussy tense around your finger asit slides in and out. Fully aware of how hard you are, I ask you if you'd feel comfortable undressing for me, so I can see fully how amazing your cock looks fully erect and released from the confines of your pants. You undress quickly. The apartment building needed a lot of work but I figured that I could have it fixed up in two years or less. In a few weeks the college students would be moving in. I had to get started.I stopped by the Dan Longren's office to quit my job. I wouldn't have time to work for him and also fix up the building. It would hurt not having the money that I would make by working that summer, but with living rent free I would be able to squeak by.Dan Longren was sitting at his desk when I walked in. Dan. She had spent her childhood with two brothers who would respond to a “shan’t” by picking her up and taking her where they wanted her to go. After a few confrontations, she had learned that the better way to get what she wanted was to find a way to have others want it.Her brothers’ tutor had taught French and rhetoric while walking. “You speak while doing something else rather than while sitting at a desk.” After Mademoiselle Dufleuve arrived to teach her, Anne heard of that method and persuaded.