Blow after blow with his bare open hand. Spanking her continuously watching her pink skin change colors. He targeted one particular spot, just in the...fold of where her ass cheeks merges to her thigh. He spanked that same spot over and over, the pain was jolting through her petite 5'1" frame. Each time his hand landed on her she screamed out, at times she couldn't inhale in time to cry out. That spot was now dark blue. He shifted focus and started spanking under her feet, in the centre of her. He smiled at her when she looked at him in between reading herpages. She gave him a look that said 'Mind your own business asshole'.Apparently she wasn't in good mood. Then it hit him. Could she be TheChameleon? When he thought of previous meetings with her she had alwaysfooled him. She really had a weird sense of humor. Whenever he came tomeet her she wouldn't show up. And then when he went to talk to the womanthinking she might be the one she would turn out to be someone else. Shewould then. Billy took the bag and slowly peeked inside. Black lace panties, just his size. His face turned bright red."This is just the start, Billy boy," I sneered, backing up to his door. I hiked up my short skirt quickly, showing him the white flowered pair of silk panties I was wearing. "Soon you'll be in these."*****Billy's slut training, as I called it, progressed quickly. And I liked it more and more. Soon he was cleaning the whole apartment wearing nothing but a tight pair of panties and sometimes. She looked very serious, suddenly and sat there mute for a long time.“You okay?” I asked.“I think it’s sinking in that, someday, you’re actually going to do that to me.”“Only if you want me to,” I said.She relaxed, then and leaned her face up next to mine.“I want you to,” she said. “It scares the pee out of me, but I want you to. Now, do you think it would be okay if you kissed me?”Hannah was a good kisser. Apparently there’s a kissing gene or something and Harper got it. I was dead sure Harper.