Thunderous music of epic calibers echoed through the small house, while her small hand remained on the computer mouse to guide her character. The keyb...ard made its mechanical noise with every key press. She relished that she no longer had to endure her father’s nightly drunken antics, which usually had kept her up well into the night. He had been a monster.A familiar face suddenly peered into the bedroom. All that incredibly loud gaming noise had woken the still somewhat intoxicated mother. “We. “Yes ma’am.”I got in and we rode the rest of the way in silence. It took less than ten minutes when she dropped me off in front of a warehouse like building. When I got out she just drove off. She didn’t ask for any money or anything.I knocked on the metal door that had Sirius Video painted on it and waited, and waited. I started to knock again when I saw a little sign that said press button and there was a small white button just below the small sign. I pressed it. It made no noise that I. Is he is going to spank me? In all her life, she had never been treated so. She imagined the pain of the belt connecting with her bare buttocks, its stinging bite and the tears of pain that she would cry. The idea suddenly seemed so incredibly appealing.‘As long as you fuck me afterward,’ she mumbled through her silk gag, ‘and then I will watch as my father sets the dogs on you. Then maybe I’ll piss all over your bloodied remains.’ Anger contested with lust. God, stop talking and get on with it. They had not talked about it at all since her first revelation. Perhaps the elephant in the room had to be acknowledged without further delay.She texted him the next morning telling him the location of the key to her apartment and asking him to be in her bed at midnight. Even his following these instructions would be a test of their relationship.He was there, sitting up and sipping on some bourbon. As she undressed he got her a glass. She sat next to him as they sipped. She noticed that he did.