I had been eager to contest the Succession when the previous Rector had died but my great friend and mentor, Tormen had convinced me not to. ‘If yo... enter, I am sure you will win,’ he had told me. ‘But when you have won you will spend all your time defending your position. You are young, that gives you strengths but the old guard will think you weak and open to attack. Sit this one out. None of the other challengers will last 10 years and in that time your power will grow, you can take time to. Nothing important really but they are to them with their personal wagon to take care of.”Grace looked thoughtful. “I know what you mean. I felt the same about my army Landrover. Thinking back on it, it was pretty trivial but it meant a lot to me at the time: my wagon.”“And it does to the boys.”“Yes but the garage is full. We’ve got room to expand the garage by a couple of spaces but that would cost and I don’t know how the Board would feel about the expense. They’re so far removed from the. He got up and walked over to the foot of the bed. I looked up at him from my position on all fours. Turn around, I want to fuck that squirting pussy of yours. As I turned around he grabbed my hips and spread my legs. He reached around and grabbed at my nipples and clamped down with his thumb and ring finger, as I cried out in pain he rammed his erection in to my box and pulled it out ever so slowly. Ramming it in again, and pulling out slowly, I was in ecstasy. He fucked my doggy style, pulled. Boy that would really humiliate me!Instead I was relishing the dreamy feel of the masculine hand on my bottom actually pressing my bottom up in the air to meet his stingy spanks.Unknown to my dear Santa I was spinning a web and he was being reeled into the silky bonds where I could derail his spanking and replace it with a passionate love session. Soon I would be winning a bout of another kind in the bedroom!Spank! Splat! To my bottom, “Spank”, a none to gentle spank across my ass crack.Spank!.