Heartsfield was your archetypal picket-fence township, a picture-postcard village nestled around the foothills of the ChamberlainRanges. It was pretty...much the same in Kitty's world as it was in his;chalk-white footpaths and tree-lined avenues. You could almost smellthe cinnamon pie cooling on every second window sill. His Mom adoredthe place, said it had a Norman Rockwell feel to it. Kim didn't knowwho Norman Rockwell was, but the sentiment was clear enough.Kitty's town was virtually. The site of them almost turned him off. He closed his eyes and thought about the blond girl from church, and jerked off in a fantasy of having sex in church again, during that prayer. The ejaculation came, and it was good, but this time it wasn’t enough. Still the lust for the blond girl was all over his body, but he didn’t feel like jerking off again. He wanted her in person. He needed her.He knew the house that the girl lived in, it was near his house. The next thing he knew, he was in. Once dinner was served we had our dinner when she got up to take our dishes I pointed out that the chair was wet, and she realized that her pussy was dripping. I said ? well you should stop using furniture and since you have spoiled my chair I will have to punish you? she asked ?after I finish the dishes or before?? I gave it a thought and said ?while you are doing your dishes I will use my belt on you.? She was shocked, ? Master please, don’t you think that will be very harsh?? ? No infact. "Scared of how I feel. Krystal, I've never felt this way about any one. Every minute since that night, you are all I can think about. In the past I was able to over look it. Now that I have physically been with you, I can no longer hold them back. And I guess I'm also afraid of your father finding out. He would literally kill me," he answered slowly looking up at me as if searching for some idea of what I was thinking. I honestly didn't know what to say. I was at a complete loss for words. I.