You were a very bad girl last night,” said Brian. “Bad girls need to be punished.”Kitty's eyes went wide and unfocused. She looked up at Brian a...d felt the unimaginable love she had for him well up and overflow, even as he pulled her hair so tightly that it made her whimper.“Please, Daddy. Punish me,” she begged, quivering with excitement and trepidation.Brian released her hair, then swiftly closed the laptop and removed it from the bed. “Hands and knees, on the bed,” he said firmly. Kitty. I didn't think that a motel would require any notice. I was paid up till Sunday so I could use the weekend to move. I decided that much before I fell asleep.When I woke it was noon, so I dressed in my running outfit, which was no more than a pair of fleece lined pants and a sweat shirt pulled over the tee shirt I slept in. I did pull on a light weight parka usually worn over a pistol. I skipped the pistol on my run that day, as I did most days. I did slide the box opener into the pocket of the. ‘You know, Bonnie, we can talk about these things. I am Daddo, remember?’ She looked up, thoroughly wretched. ‘I’m sorry, I just can’t.’ ‘Is it because it’s me, or because I’m a guy?’ I asked. ‘Yes,’ she replied. I thought for a moment. ‘Okay,’ I said, and got up. I began to put the dishes away. She sprang up and grabbed me in a huge hug. ‘I’m sorry, Daddo, I just don’t know what to do.’ I hugged her back and kissed the top of her head. ‘Well, I do. You need to get ready for school.’ I spun her. Joe, on the other hand, is 23 and, as he lovingly told me -- not bragging, just informing his true love, had considerable experience with all kinds of sex with tens of girls and even a boy once or twice. None of that bothered me. I even came to appreciate it as he used his prowess to teach me about sex. I grew to love the feeling I got from sex with Joe and the pleasure of pleasing him at the same time.But I struggled with oral sex. Joe patiently final got me to accept that blowjobs were not a.