I'm going to beat you until my arm gets tired." And with that, he gave her a sharp crack across her bottom.He kept it up for a long time, alternating ...trokes and his pace, hitting the same spot several times and then switching to someplace new.Somewhere in there she started crying, as much from the knowledge that she must have been a very bad girl indeed for Master to need to hurt her this much, as from the pain itself. Eventually he gave up on her bottom and started working the backs of her. Did he stick his teenage cock in your cunt? With every word my dads anger intensified, his touch was forceful now, almost demanding. It was as if he hoped pushing hard enough against me would erase Ricky from my mind. My dad had become a desperate man, a man who desperately wanted his daughter and desperately did not want anyone else to delight in the pleasure. Steph do you hear me? His voice was gruff, his hands cold, and as he spoke he unclasped my bra expertly. Did he touch you? He grabbed. I live in an apartment with my parents. I am the only child of my parents. My next door neighbor is a small family just like ours consisting of 3. Anita aunty (my neighbor) is a lady in her mid 30’s. Her inst exactly beautiful but she has a fair complexion, two huge boobs and a pair wide ass. A perfect body to be fucked by me. I never eyed Anita aunty from that perspective. I respected her a lot. She used to regularly come to my house and chat with my mother. My increase in sexual attraction. I suddenly felt very scared of the impending pain and doubly scared that I had somehow subconsciously asked for it. What if Daddy was right that what I had been asking for all day was for him to punish me and to punish me harshly? How could I deny it? Of course he was right. I was excited at the thought even as I dreaded a pain I had never felt before. But I couldn’t deny it. Daddy had pained my lips with my own honey. The evidence was still on my breath. I sat up on the table as Daddy.