Then he put my hands and arms up against the windows and pushed my tits against the glass. Kind of like we've seen in a few movies, I thought it was e...otic." Then he grabbed me by the hair and said, "You're going to be my slut tonight whether you like it or not and started laughing." I became scared. What was he doing? The drug must have taken effect because I must have passed out. When I awoke, he had me stripped naked and handcuffed to the bed. When I started to get my senses back, I start. That’s when he got off of me and turned me over. I found my hands above my head again. He was kissing and licking my back...it felt wonderful. Then came the slap on my ass. I turned my head to ask why when I felt it again. "That’s for not answering me the first time. Understand?" "Yes sir" I said. I could feel his cock on my ass now. He got up and I thought he was done with me.I started to move and felt another slap on my ass "I did say you could move". "No sir daddy" was all I could say. . She did a lot of baking, making my favorite jam tarts for me. I would tell her what went on in our house, how I would be punished for the slightest excuse. My parents were not cruel to me, it was just they were believers in physical punishment. Spanking was a common punishment for me, after which I’d be made to stand in a corner. Occasionally, I’d be sent to my room where I could be alone with my thoughts. Once my periods started and I got those feelings, I would masturbate hard as a way to. So i straddle him and pull my panties to the side and god he feels good i start riding him slowly at 1st sitting straight up on his now rock hard cock i start moaning hoping my boyfriend would wake up and do something. But after 10 minutes of this i realised he wasnt awake so i figured id spice it up i lead ernie to the window im halfway leaning out of it i tell ernie to fuck my ass hard i told him to basically **** me in a sense as he did just that and forcefully took me he was strong for an.