She caught the right moment n came into my home.I welcomed her with a hug n asked her to sit down on the sofa. I asked her whether I can get something...for her to eat or drink. She said no it’s ok. Then I sat next to her. I could smell her awesome perfume. I was excited by that smell itself. I must confess that the girl’s hair smell is the most exciting thing. Then I asked her if she was comfortable. She said ya. Then I held her hands in mine. I am very much tensed than I asked her can I kiss. She wore knee high black leather boots. Those never stayed on her for long. Hanging from her right hand was a riding crop. From her left a collar and leash.While i removed my underwear, i noticed something caught her eye."Take those off and give them to me right now!" Yes Mistress" What is this? WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BITCH?" Apparently at some point i let some precum loose, and Mistress was not happy about it. "Forgive me Mistress", i begged as i stand now fully naked, "the anticip.."CRACK!. Well, I gave her everything I had and then some.I don’t know how long I lay there, panting and without the strength to move. It had felt like my soul had poured out into Danielle’s crushing folds and I was only just returning to my own body. I could feel Danielle laying on me, breathing as heavily as I was. She must have hit another orgasm herself.It was a couple of minutes before either of us moved or said anything. She rolled her head up to look at me. I still didn’t have the strength to lift. Packing up as many essentials as she could in her overnight bag, she tried to prepare herself for the confrontation with her father.The tight knot of fear in her stomach almost made her ill. Her legs were feeling weak, her knees trembling slightly, and her hands were shaking. The adrenalin rush was wearing off. It was finally sinking in that dad had *hit* her. She had to get out now, before her resolve, or her body, failed.Grabbing her purse and her bag, she tried for the front door. Jonathan.