We had given three rooms for rent all joint so a family came to live there.There are 2 boys in that family and my hero is one of them.His name is AK (...ame can’t reveal).I never had any intention of sex or anything with him.But one day in the evening he asked me to come outside of my room.I came and it was getting dark so no one was able to see us.My mom had gone out for a party and dad was in the office.We have a backyard in our house which is not visible from the road or from any room. I had come to love his aftershave, a distinctive blend of smoke and spice that smelled exotic and homely at one and the same time. The plain, silvery band on his left hand was my torturer, tying knots of jealousy and desire in the pit of my stomach each time it caught my glance.Comfortable and lost to my thoughts, my hand snaked down my body, brushing the soft plateau of my stomach as I settled beneath the sheets. I wet two fingers in my mouth, then slid beneath the waistband of my shorts.. "Do you mind?" I asked him, inclining my head."Go right ahead, I'll wait here." He took up station at the payphones nearby and I managed the trip by myself.As soon as I was out of sight, I reversed directions, entering the men's room, which had an employee shortcut. I'd once gotten lost when my father had been here and I remembered the kindly old security guard who held my hand as we searched for him.I darted through the door and down the long, thankfully empty corridor to the EXIT sign that. " No, please sir. No more, please sir. It hurts so much." Good that means you will remember it and will not be disrespectful again. He delivered another ten smacks to me and by the time he was done I was crying from the pain. "Get up, he ordered. I struggled to my feet. Don untied my wrists. "Strip.", he ordered. I quickly striped down to my underwear and Don stopped me. He told me to go clean up and put my make up back on. He reminded me that if I was thinking about climbing out the.