It was fun. I guess, for the most, but one time I got shirty with Lisawhen she criticised me for the mess I made of my makeup. Fiona overheardme shout...at Lisa and she came in, grabbed me over to a chair, threw medown on her lap, pulled up my skirt and spanked me until my bum was redand sore. Never, ever do that again, she hissed or you will reallyregret it. Oh, yes, I was wearing girls’ clothes full time now. I hadbeen measured and either Fiona or Lisa had gone out to buy a wardrobefor me, or. ’ I’m sorry Daddy? I mean I’m sorry Daddy. I need a spanking! Harder Daddy. Please spank me harder Daddy!’ I fell off of his lap as he jumped up and unzipped his pants. He reached down and picked me up from behind and stuck his cock up my virgin ass. I was dry back there except for some pussy juice that had started to flow from the spanking. This was a new kind of pain. I now love pain. I must have loved pain even then. I thought he had made a mistake and just missed my cunt. He made no such. Well, unless you anger or disobey me. What&hellip,what do you want with me? He smiled and began moving towards me. Its not what I want from you. I dont want anything from you. I just want you. He wrapped his arms around my waist. In the light of the cabin I could finally see him. He was darkly handsome. So handsome it almost made me forget he had just kidnapped me. Almost. His hair was chocolate colored and curled slightly. A few hung in front of his eyes. His eyes. They were a deep, almost. Now I had read that book before and knew that the sadpart was going to make me cry but I kept reading it over and overbecause in the next chapter the beautiful teenage girl got her firstkiss from the handsome teenage boy and I liked that part so well that Ialways cried again a little - but in happiness this time. My skin hadgotten a little dry during the Atlantic crossing and while we were inThessaloniki I had gone ashore and picked up several bottles ofmoisturizing lotion and I had applied a.