He started moving his finger in and out. She called out short, high pitched vowel sounds. “A good girl enjoys her punishment, understanding why such...a thing has occurred,” he said. After some more thrusts of his fingers, he pulled them out. He needed her, though he had never realized it. And he knew she needed him. He stood and pulled her up. He took her by the hand and lead her deeper into his house. “Where are we going?” He brought her to his room and placed her on his bed. He knelt before. ‘It’s okay. That’s what I get for dating a trucker.’ ‘He sounds like such a nice guy, though,’ Casey said. ‘I’m sure he’ll do something special for you when he gets back.’ ‘Yeah. And he said he might send me flowers today.’ ‘That would be nice,’ Casey said. ‘Just figure out how to explain it to the kids. You know they’ll want to know where the flowers came from.’ ‘I’ll just tell them they’re from a friend.’ Hayley waited all day to be paged to the office, but the call never came. Patrick must. It was such an aphrodisiac to have control of someone. I hurriedlyfinished the job and just to tease myself and make sure the job was welldone, switched the water back on and tested the tap, satisfied I headedeagerly to the bedroom. She was waiting kneeling with her head bowed atthe foot of the bed beside the padded bench. I took a seat and patted mylap."Up you come over my knee girl."I saw her shiver not sure if it was me calling her a girl or the fact Iwas about to spank her. She draped. The next one was even better, a close up of her curling iron buried to the handle. I stared at the picture knowing she was slowly stretching out her virgin pussy with various objects as I clicked the next one, her on her knees with the same curling iron deep in her hole. The next two showed different stages of her making her tv remote disappear between her wet lips. “Man those are awesome, are you sure you are a virgin? I cant wait to see you stretch that pussy open, would love to see it after.