Dad didn't cope very well with the loss and started getting drunk after work. In less than a year he was already married with an older woman that he p...cked up in a pub during one of his evening visits. Neither of them cared about me as they were too busy getting drunk so, by the time I was eighteen, I found a part time job and left home, at the same time continuing with my studies and eventually I graduated and tried to find a job. During my years at college I got a little crush for a. A man. I was jarred suddenly, tossed like a sack of potatoes onto a surface, something hard, and I began to move. I tried to open my mouth. Shes waking up, said the woman again. Pound her, another man grunted. Something hit me hard over the head. I dont remember after that. I was brutally awakened when the truck stopped moving. Large hands shook me awake, making my shoulders hurt as they shook me. I felt colder, and didnt know where I was. Randy? I asked. Not anymore, bitch. Somebody slapped. Be quiet and get on with it!" my Mistress scolds. I remove her thong, then lick her deep and hard, varying my speed, using the middle finger to play with her pussy, until I feel her tense upon my finger, an intense orgasm rips through her body as her juices flow all over my face. "Don't stop! I've all night!". So I continue my pleasuring, bringing her from orgasm to orgasm, whilst she bombards me with humiliating remarks about my penis; how pathetic I am for needing her and how I would be made. With a burst of strength, you break the handcuffs, yank off the blindfold, stand up, and grab me. I am stunned as you turn me to the side, bend me over your left arm, and soundly spank my bare, round bottom. I squirm and protest and you hold me firm."You are a naughty naughty naughty girl teasing and torturing me like this. You deserve every sting of my hand," you say roughly.I flinch and moan with each hard spank of your hand. You then abruptly stand me up and push me against the wall facing.