Her hair hung down in her face and she almost looked like a shadow. She was painfully small and thin for her age and her hair was cut unevenly and mat...ed in places. Her clothes were second hand. He could see that she didn't stand a chance at school."How was school Ashley?" He asked when she finally walked inside the house.Ashley looked up at him and shrugged, "OK I guess." The truth was she had a miserable day. She intentionally isolated herself from the other students to protect herself from. He loved the way she gasped and squirmed in her bondage. He'd pulled the straps so tight she could hardly move, only her head remaining free. He stopped teasing her with the paddle, stopping only a moment to notice the gleam of moisture on its surface, and said loudly, "Now, since you obviously need some instruction in manners, princess, I think it's appropriate for you to thank me after each swat. Don't you agree?" Yes, Sir," came her quiet, strained voice.The next sound that came out of her. It was kind of sad, really.February 28.I like her! She's soft and gentle in a way that makes me yearn for ... mothering, or something. Well, anyway, she's the first female I've managed to get that close to since that horrible experience with whats-her-cunt way back in high school. I don't even want to think about that.It was like talking to a girlfriend, rather than to a guy, when she had one of her chitchats with him. There was none of the underlying sexual tension that would inevitably creep. Wine with dinner prolonged the feeling of well being through the meal though the food dulled the high we had been on before. He paid the check and wrapped my arm around his and led me into the immensity of the mall itself. Self consciously, I watched everyone who watched me and saw only looks of admiration. A couple of teenagers actually turned all the way around behind us to look at me and I blushed brilliantly. He led me into a women's clothing shop and held up dresses for my.