He took his fingers and gently rubbed down the crease of her ass, that lovely creamy pink little ass. Almost tenderly he said, ‘Darling this is goin... to hurt me more than it will you.’ Allyson knew the truth, but gave him the answer he expected, ‘I know I did wrong. I broke an important rule. I was a messy little maid. It isn’t your fault. I’m sorry I made you mad. I’m sorry I make you have to hurt me. I’m ready for my punishment.’ He gently rubbed over that splendid heart shaped ass again. He. She reached down to her pants and unbuttoned them, sliding them down her body. She took one foot out of her pants so she’d be able to spread her legs. Experience taught Mary she would need that motion in a second. She didn’t want to take the pants off the entire way, as she knew if this all went wrong, she’d be glad to find her shirt and pants at a moment’s notice. It’d be embarrassing, but not the first time someone interrupted her. Mary looked over and noticed that Nate stared at her. " You- your room..." I gasped."...My room, yes," Amanda says. "I understand if you have littleexperience being in a girl's bedroom, but I assure you that most othersare similar in nature to this one." That's just it," I said. "It- it's so- so- ordinary..."And it was. Amanda's small single bed had a floral duvet covering it.Flat-pack furniture filled the room, the centrepiece of which was amoderate-sized dressing table with a plain rectangular mirror. Picturesof models- some posters, but mostly. If I am a good girl, he takes care of my needs. I always make sure I'm a good girl.He always laughs when I call him 'Shaun, my supreme shagger'.I'm his totally and he knows this. When we go out, I'm only allowed to wear a short skirt with stockings and suspenders, a crop top that leaves a lot of cleavage and my flat stomach bare. Like panties, I'm not allowed to own any bras. Luckily for me, my breasts are small and firm, so not being able to wear a bra is no hardship, though my crop tops tend.