I had met Betsy in college and we hit it off right from the start. She was a cheerleader at the college, Blond hair, beautiful body and had been capta...n of the cheerleader squad at her high school. She is so hot that I still call her “Hot Stuff”. I did not know much about her past but was soon to find out more than I wanted to. As we were packing for the reunion, she came up to our bedroom with a puzzled look on her face. She asked me to come downstairs as she had to show me something before we. I want him to touch me where my body is throbbing, but he does not. I want to look up and see the lust in his eyes, but I dare not. I wait for my instructions, head down. He continues around me and slaps my creamy white ass lightly as I struggle again to control my breathing. He spanks me again. I am still. Again, and now I can feel the heat starting to build and spread. "Lovely," I hear him mutter as he watches my fair skin flush and gives me another, much harder spanking. "Good Girl.". I tell you to show it to me, you pull it out of the drawer you hid it in and show me, it is a nice long one skinny enough to use on your tight pussy. I tell you to undress, which you do, you try to leave your body suit on but I tell you to remove it, as I take my shirt off, you come to me to help undo my pants. I let you help but as you try to touch my cock I tell you know you have to earn that. I make you lay on the bed and tell you to play with yourself, I let you see me naked, I watch as. She did not resist, but her lips did not respond as he wanted. “I said, PUT OUT. Give me what you give your husband – even more!”Her rage burst out. “You expect me to kiss you when you’re – assaulting me?” She had started to say “raping” but avoided the word, in the weak hope that he would not go that far. “I expect you to do what I tell you to do,” he replied crisply, then added, “but it looks like you’ll need – what’s the word you like to use? Motivation. I’m going to cut off your air for two.