Please...stop. You're really hurting me. This isn't funnyanymore," David pleaded. "Thiswas never funny, David. I am perfectly serious about all t...is. RuleNumber Two, you will be subject to my disciplinewhenever and where ever and for whatever reason I see fit. Disobediencein particular will be punished severely." With that, she slapped himhard on the face four times, alternating cheeks. David wasn't crying yet,but she knew she was thoroughly humiliating him, having beaten him so. She was always right. She'd told him so often enough.But tonight, just this one night, he wished she would leave him alone. He dropped his bag by the hall closet, grimacing at the seemingly loud thump. He knew she'd have heard that. His ears strained to hear her ponderous footsteps getting up from her chair where she was watching her "programs". She never missed them, and if he interrupted her, oh boy-o, there'd be hell to pay.When it stayed quiet, he snuck forward, his boots squeaking in the. The no was quite forgotten now as her arousal had taken over her will. She was mindless, nothing more than a primal female full of sensation.The cock was her complete undoing, when she felt the thick, hard head, damp with pre-cum slide over her smooth flat belly she screamed, her struggles no longer a need to escape but a need to touch, to lick, to be taken. “Please, oh please fuck me,” she begged to the stranger as his heavy, erect cock slid between the valley of her breasts and slapped them. "I thought I had it under control?" She asked herself. It wasn't much of a struggle though, as Yumi found herself on her back, legs spread open, with Vanessa between them, having a taste of her Japanese twat. She dug her fingers into the sheets, moaning loudly, as the American woman licked her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She could feel Vanessa's fingers playing with her clit, and shuddered, her sudden orgasm taking her by surprise. "Oh my. Guess you were more excited then I thought you.