(Remember I’m usually quiet) I let go of all the control I normally possess and begged, ‘Fuck me now, hard and deep’ He grinned ‘How do you wa...t it babe?’ ‘Hard and Deep, oh fast, do it now!’ He didn’t wait another moment, he thrust upward and slammed into me, my eyes spotted black for a moment each time the tip of his cock came into contact with my cervix deep inside me. I was sure that I would pass out. I didn’t but damn he could fuck. I settled into a fast paced thrusting with my hips. He. This depression and anger always seemed to be waiting for a chance to slip into my head. My life sucked. I shook my head to force the negative thoughts out. Fighting these black moods and self-criticism was a never-ending battle. I knew I wasn’t being fair to myself. Until Mother died, I’d had my life turned around, at least some. Actually, Gina and Margot had turned my life around. Gina, especially, had finally told me that I needed to change. She’d been pretty firm, too. I yelled and. It just happens when he grins atme like that.He reaches down my robe to cup my free hanging breast. My breasts arelarge but not overly so - in good proportion. Initially they were hardto become used to, jiggling about all the time, but now I take pleasurein how I cup them and present them.He touches a nipple. This time the gasp is no pretence."I need to get ready for you," I say. He is going to get what he wants.But is it because he controls me or because I want it as much as hedoes?I glide. The beam was about as thick as a man's arm, but the top was shaped to have a sharp upper edge, although the leather padding offered a marginally less uncomfortable resting place. Sally assumed she would have to bend over it to be spanked, but the beam was very narrow and she thought it would be pretty uncomfortable to bend over it for long. Anyway Phil had said she had to ride it. What did he mean?Phil made Sally stand close against it, and adjusted the height of the beam so it was level with.