Just like Archie Bunker. My house, my kingdom. So what was the problem? Well for starters, I was wearing a miniskirt, hose and heels. If that's not en...ugh, I was bound and gagged, tied to a support beam. I had been for some time. And apparently would be for some time to come. Me and my big, fat, fucking mouth.From the beginning. After all, I do have hours to kill. My name is Phil. All right - right off the bat - I'm a pervert. I like women's clothes. I love the feel, the look. So much I guess. I fucked her this way for what must have been 15 minutes, before I knew I was getting very close. I did not want to mess this up, so I pulled out, and went to the bathroom and blew my load into the sink. I knew I had probably a good few hours where I could rinse and repeat this pure hard fucking of my step daughter.I took a rest for a bit, put her back together, and I continued to do some work on my computer. I would look over at her in her drunken snored state, lusting to do more. So I went. Every Wednesday when I come home from work and before we eat supper, I am spanked. I am expected to take off all of my clothes except for my shoes and socks, and bend over our special chair.This is a special wooden chair we picked up at an antique store. It is a very strongly built wooden chair that has a very wide seat on it. It is also different because it had a low back to it, which makes it easy for me to kneel on the chair and bend over it. We found the chair in an antique store that. Maine ab tak bahot boyfriends banae hai. Sab ladke mujhe pasand karte hai. School se hi main ladko ko apna deewana banane lagi thi.Toh agar main kahani ki baat karu to main aapko apni suhagraat ki kahani batati hn. Jo ki mere liye yaadgaar hai. Meri ye suhagraat maine apne pati ke sath nahi balki boyfriend ke sath manai thi. Shaadi se pehle jo mera boyfriend Rishi tha woh meri shaadi se khush nahi tha.Per maine usse saaf bol diya ki ab kuch nahi ho sakta. Kuch time baad woh maan gaya per woh.