I was able to avoid accepting due to a prior arrangement. This became a weekly invitation and finally he wore me done so I accepted.On the appointed d...y and time I drew up to his home. It surprised me that he was living in a detached house in a very upmarket part of town. The house and garden looked very well cared for.I walked up the path to the front door, rang the bell and it was opened by a lady that I judged to be of arab extraction. She was about 5' 3”, slim and dressed in traditional. "—You were all in the car, the bloke came out of nowhere ... and you hit him."Patrick stared at his niece for long seconds. He opened his mouth, and then closed it. Then he opened it again. He paused, on the verge of speaking, but then shook his head instead and picked up his drink. Eventually, after swallowing the fizzing water, he spoke. "Yeah, the bloke got hit. It killed him. I ended up in court and got banged up. Now my brother's putting me up while I get myself together ..."Moving away. ‘Oh, shit! What ... what do ... mmm ... what are you going to ... ?’There was considerable pleasure in seeing the haughty bitch humbled in this way, for ever since she had been promoted and transferred to the head office about a year previously, she had always contemptuously ignored me, as if my position in the company was barely above that of the janitors cleaning the toilets. I savoured her alarm for a long minute, both for my own pleasure and to make quite sure that she knew and accepted. . He pulled my hair again to make stand and bend over in front of his bedroom mirror and spanked my ass hard repeatedly for like 5 minutes and let me watch my ass at the mirror being spanked telling me how slut I was. My ass was so freakin' red. He bit my nipples so hard until I was about to cry. He was slapping every time I say "ow.. Ouch" telling me not to yell like a little bitch. I felt helpless. He pulled me again to the bed and made me sleep on my stomach. He put on his condom. He spit on.