Cameron was skinny, like me, but had straight blonde hair with long bangs that swept past his eyes. He usually kept it tucked behind his ears. Nothing...was sexier when a strand would fall out of place and dangle, teasingly, next to his tanned face. Cameron was my age and his family lived in a house across from my Uncle Frank and Aunt Carol's farm. His dad was some hotshot attorney who wanted to live some place rural. Lucky for me, his dad was cheap and Cameron earned his money doing chores for. She immediately resisted and forced to take my hand. I took my hand and she turned around and asked me to open the door and she took few steps away and she waited.And she was waiting for me to go. I grabbed her pallu and asked her, it’s been a long time. So let’s have fun. She was standing and thinking. I pulled her close to me and asked if she is okay. I placed my hand on her waist. Took it under her navel. And held it tight. She turned towards me and asked if I would let her go after a. I looked down at the bottom of the bathroom door and saw her shadow moving right outside of the door. I waited and listened while watching her shadow. She moved away after a couple more minutes. I put her panties in the lavatory , washed and rinsed her panties like before and hung them back on the shower rod.I left the bathroom and went back to the kitchen table, scared that she was going to say something. She told me to come by everyday after school if i wanted too, and she would make me a. "Why the trainers and socks, master" she asked. "They are hardly an erotic addition" she added."Hardly erotic but I think essential" I replied "Besides how many times does my slut need telling not to question her master's demands" I offered. "Upstairs now, Strip off and get your paddle and hairbrush!" I instructed.Karen stood and immediately went up stairs removing her clothes as she went. I followed her upstairs and then instructed her "You will now self punish your arse cheeks with twelve.