After a short while of indulging ourselves in this position, I quietly stop and pull my boxer briefs the rest of the way off. We both chuckle slightly...as I move back against her, my cock pressed against her ass. I pull her into me with my hand at her throat. I begin to finger her once more, and I gently dig my teeth into the nape of her neck. Soon she begins to beg me to fuck her in a heavy, breathy whisper. Not just yet, I tell her in her ear with a quick nibble.I pull my fingers from inside. Right in front of her is the face of a man she recognizes. His dark, angry eyes feel familiar somehow. His sharp nose and strong jaw covered in stubble seem to remind her of something. This is all answered momentarily."Hello girlie," the man says, "I'm your new master. Just call me Stallion, since all of the other slave girls do. You're probably wondering why I look familiar. I have been stalking you around your hangouts for a while and you have seen me at least a few times. I wanted you to.. It all came to a head at Valentine's when he brought in her mail and saw the card Emma had sent her. He went through the roof. She was over his knee, and he was spanking her so hard and fully. She kicked and fought him as he did. She finally pulled free, and in a moment of euphoric energy, Sasha kicked Doug soundly in the balls.Doug doubled over and swore at her. She told him to leave immediately and never think about contacting her in any way. She even pulled the mother card, telling him. It payed well, had a flexible scheduled, and best of all was within easy driving distance from her parents' house!That aside, there's one other thing that sets Weaver apart from her friends. Namely, she's an exhibitionist. She discovered it online many years ago, got curious, and thing progressed how'd one would expect. At first it was simple, wearing less layers and showing more skin than before, then she began going to school without a bra, then without underwear altogether, then it was.