Picking up the small leather paddle I run it lightly across your buttocks, massaging you with it, it's light touch caressing your skin, goose pimpled ...ith excitement and apprehension. With a flick of the wrist I deliver a firm spank, not too hard, but enough to leave a delicate pink tinge in its wake. "Bastard" it comes out of your mouth before you can stop it, roughly forcing your mouth open I gag you with your discarded knickers."Not yet half pint, but I assure you I'm going to be" With that. If James had told me to go to my knees and suck his cock, or any cock for that matter, I would have. I would. I wanted to. I wanted to be the best slut I could be for James. Deep inside I hoped that he would use me that way too. If he did I only hoped that Matt and I would be able to survive this. My having become such a slut.Don't get me wrong. I love Matt with all my heart. Here though, I had become what I had so much held back from my world. I had always wanted a man to take me and use me. He said, if you don't feel good about it you can get dressed and nothing else will be said. I took a big gulp of my drink. I started feeling better. Looking across the table I asked, why don't you have an hair on your chest. Mr Smith laughed and said, I don't know. I shaved my body when I was on the swim team in college. I guess I got use to doing it. Gripping my hand he said, if you're not going to put your clothes on, why don't you put them in the bedroom. After a minute I said OK, where is. She gets into the car, moving as if she expected it to be there, then slams the door behind her. A moment later the tires of the limousine screech as the car peels off down the alley. It exits out onto the street and is soon lost in the heavy traffic of Megatropolis City… *** Archbaroness sits perfectly still in the back of the limousine. She is staring forward at the window between the back area of the vehicle and the driver’s compartment. The surface of the glass is made to look like a.