She was perfectly charming. Alexis had done a spectacular job at raising her. I found myself enjoying her company like no other person I'd ever met. W...ather had a fascinating mix of innocent naïveté and worldly awareness, probably because of Alexis. At fourteen, Weather still exuded a rambunctiousness I associated with childhood, a joie de vivre, a contagious enjoyment of the simplest of things. Yet she had a developing maturity, a deeper side. I'd spot it in her behaviour, how she moved,. She felt herself relaxing and was eager to feel that hard cock sliding into her bowels. She pushed back deliberately as she felt him pressing forward. "Ahh, little whore wants it doesn't she?" the stranger cackled. "Gonna be so hungry for cock for the rest of your life aren't you bitch? Gonna take any man that comes up to you and become his cum slut, his fuck toy."Jori felt the head of the hard cock pop past the tight ring of her asshole. The man pushed forward hard and she felt the burning. ” This time he hit her left cheek. The swings which followed rapidly did warm her butt, but they didn’t hurt much. She felt a stinging when he switched to the sandpaper side. She kicked under the new feeling, but her legs couldn’t move. He dropped the paddle to stroke along her butt. “A little warmer now,” he said. His fingers stroked across her vulva.She felt the arm which had been resting across her back shift. The next slap on her butt was marked by a loud crack. It didn’t hurt worse than. “You know we aren’t done yet.” I tell her, I feel her shiver in anticipation and nod her head, “by the time we’re finished you body is going to be a tapestry of welts and bruises.” I feel her shiver again at my violent promise.“I’m yours Sir, do what you want to me.” She tells me the perfect picture of submission.“Ok stand up, I want to play a game.” I tell Taylor who clambers off of me to stand at the foot of the bed with her arms behind her back, her legs spread slightly and her chest pushed.