"Lola: "Yes, my daddy."I go sit in the back seat, like the obedient fuck toy I am. There are a couple of cases of Wine bottles, beers and a bunch of o...her drinks.Daddy Sam: "You should see how much more I have in the back."We drove for about 1/2 hour to a place in Long Island City. it was one of those new high rise buildings. He pulls into the garage and we park.Daddy Sam walks around to help me get out of the car.Daddy Sam: "Come baby. I will get these stuff afterwards. I need to get you ready. I never took you for a racist, and I’m now ashamed that I had anything to do with you. I can’t believe I let you fuck me, knowing what I know now. Get the fuck away from me now, you asshole.”I then turned my back on him, and had all of the members of the Knitting Circle help me move the display cabinets, then move our tents as far apart as possible and still stay within the paint marks. I then asked one of my friends to help me erect one the tarps I had used to cover my tent at night put up as. .* * * * * * * *Bob felt a hand patting him gently on the cheek. Charlie? Was he backalready he hadn't finished the kitchen floor yet..."Wake up, wake up..." The voice was unfamiliar yet he was sure he hadheard it before, arrogant and demanding. He peered blurrily at the figurelooming over him, who was it... His head slewed sideways from a ringingslap."What the..." Another slap, hard and shocking sent his head the otherway. "Fucker!" he spluttered, trying to reach up with his hands to stopthe. She started the spanking gently and worked up in speed until she was hitting fairly hard the slapper stung some but it made more noise than pain. She stopped every few swats to rub the edge of the pattle up and down my crack. By the end I was fully erect and ready for what I hoped was next. Look at that juice you left on my legs she said as she scooped it up and licked her fingers we need to do something about that. Taking me to the padded table she secured my arms and legs, she had done this.