CC was pleased when I bought an out of business gallery and had it reconfigured into a studio for her to create in. I was practically killed with love...for a couple of months and then things slowly changed. CC spent more time at her gallery than at home. Our lovemaking disappeared and it became a mercy fuck occasionally. Then about three weeks ago she hired a male model for one of my book covers. He was a Fabio ‘wannabe’ 6’ 3” and chiseled. He also had an ego bigger than ‘The Donald’.Once she. She’s not answering her stupid phone.” I heard.“Mom’s not going to like you calling her phone stupid. She loves that phone,” I said.“Kyla! You’re awake,” Dad said.Bree made her way to my side and laid down next to me. She said with a mix of emotions, “Thank God. Will you be okay?”I moved so I was looking at her. I rubbed her cheek with my hand and said, “I haven’t felt this good in a long time.” I looked at my Dad. “What happened?”“Don’t you remember? Anything?” he asked.I thought for a moment,. " I must warn you that if you cum during the spanking there will betrouble, lots of it." Yes Mistress I'll make sure I don't cum."I obeyed her instructions and lay across her lap, the boots by my face. Irested my face on them and breathed in their aroma. I could smell theleather which was cool against my face. Mistress rested her one hand onmy pantied ass and started rubbing it quite firmly in small circles,pressing down she moved my ass cheeks in circles. Of course the pressurepushed through. “It’s a long story, Ma’am. Won’t you please come inside?” Berry said. She usually asked the person on the other side of the door to come inside with a noticeable double entendre’ in her tone however this time she remained rigidly polite and nervous.“I bet. I’m just not used to seeing you like this. Is this some kind of a joke?” Kelly looked confused and amused as she entered our apartment. She seemed impressed with it even though it was small. It was neat and tidy, which was a step up from the.