Looking sheepish, Mcrawled up onto my lap and thrust her ass up into the air.??????????? Iwhipped her ass until it was glowing and red. She made whimp...ring noises deepin her throat; my favorite. I set the belt down and used my hand, pausing toadmire my red handprint in between strokes. Finally, after a dozen sharp slaps,I felt her chest start to heave. She was reaching her limit.??????????? Ipulled her thighs apart and stuck my finger into her twat. She was gooey,oozing enough juice to drown. "Anne ran from the dining room and galloped up the stairs, skirts flying, her heart beating rapidly, bile in her mouth, refusing to cry, not sure whether she was furious or frightened.At two that afternoon, wearing her ice-blue gown with an edge of ruffled lace across her freckled chest and a pair of antique combs in her unruly red hair, Anne Conroy curtsied and let the fat man with the fancy waistcoat hold her hand and smile at her. She said she was pleased to meet him, and he answered with a. She was a regular girl next door girl with a dusky complexion and 36-32-38 figure. Her age was 21 years. It all started when I took her number and called her early morning around 7 o’clock. She seemed someone submissive by the tone(seriously). I confronted her directly and asked are you someone who likes the partner to take decisions?To which she said I love being dominated. Although she was in a very good college she did not want any leadership roles in her life. I asked her to meet in the. I would find out tomorrow that Father took one of the dining chairs, and threw it straight onto my door, nearly missing my mother by a few inches.The loud crash told me to back away from the door. At the time I thought that Father was so mad that he had to unleash it all on me. I ran from the door through my dark room and darted for my bed. I climbed into bed, covered my body and finally my head with my blanket and wait it out. Too scared to uncover myself, I went straight to sleep, wishing.