"And when are you not in the middle of something? If it's not some science show, it's a ballgame, and if it's not a ballgame you're out there doing so...ething with the car." Well what do you want me to do? Just wait around twiddling my thumbs until you need me for something?" Adrian was a good looking guy with dark hair, dark features and a nice strong frame. He could have just about any woman he wanted, but he loved Cassandra almost from the beginning. Even now, with his temper flaring he knew. .odd." How is my life ODD!? I'm in bed by nine o'clock most nights, unless I'mworking. I have dated a grand total of one guy since I left - a guy, who,by the way, I am about to marry, and I'm worth several million dollars, butlive in a nice, middle class condo and I'm half owner of a home on Cape Codthat's nice, but hardly extravagant considering how much money I've made.None of that seems ODD to me!" Well, in my day, we didn't just start living with a man. We got married,first." Ok, I get. We both knew it and he loved it. I squirmed in the chair and moaned softly as my ass protested. My hand moved down between my legs.“Look at me,” Kent said.I couldn’t. I don’t know why. His mere presence was enough to make me blush and to hold eye contact while touching myself was too much. It was impossible.“I can’t,” I breathed. “You know I can’t!”He sighed like I was disappointing him.“Okay. Fine. Go into the bathroom.”I knew better than to ask why. He followed, went into the cupboard and. The video certainly pushed me into compliance but I think itwas also the way Dick carried out his training of me. It’s hard to say butI felt myself sink deeper and deeper into what he was making me into. I wasthe girl he wanted me to be. I am this girl.A few days later I was in the kitchen washing the dinner plates crying fromspanking Dick had administered for my Ômistakes’ of the day. My ass was sosore. I had spent the afternoon cleaning the house and getting spanked forwhen I said something.