"Are you getting close?" he asks. "Kind of." "I want you to keep rubbing to the sound of my voice. Close your eyes and imagine I'm right there beside...you, that it's my fingers rubbing that swollen little clit. Okay, Princess?" "Okay Daddy." "And when you are about to cum, I want you to let me know. I want you to ask Daddy for permission before you do. Understand?" "Yes, Daddy." "That's my girl. I bet you are dripping wet for Daddy. If I was there I would lick your pretty little pussy until you. I hear him unbuckle his belt. Anticipation begins to coil inside me. I hear a whistling in the air before the belt makes contact with my left buttock. I cry out in pain. “ You love the pain whore ? ” “ No sir, please don’t. Ahhhh!” The belt descends again hitting my other buttock. “ Don’t lie to me whore.”He continues hitting my ass. I can feel my ass bouncing and jiggling with each hit. My pain soon turns into pleasure.Once he’s satisfied he drops the belt and I hear him unzip his pants. He. Albanian-Kosovan families robustly protected their daughters from troops of any kind. Among the various multi-national agencies there was precious little available talent either, and those worth considering were generally too pre-occupied with some emergency to have time to socialise. Alice, one of the aid workers alongside John’s unit, he certainly found attractive. But she took her responsibilities far too seriously to entertain any thoughts of dalliance, and particularly not with anyone in. But he was unsure how she might react. He had to find something innocent to say, so that she couldn’t be offended, but would know that he had wanted to.“Please Mrs Haslett, I wasn’t offended by what happened, after all, you are still an attractive woman. I should be the one to apologise for exposing myself to you.” He waited for her reaction.Ellen seemed to be trying to decide how to respond to this. Should he wait, or should he follow it by saying something else?He waited. He didn’t know it,.