" I asked her, "What happened after I left?" She didn't answer right away. She bit her lip and looked away, not holding eye contact. Finally she said... "That's kind of why I have to apologize to you, Tim. I have a confession to make - that wasn't my dad." I was dumbfounded. I couldn't quite process what I was hearing. As I stood there with my mouth open, she spoke again, "I've always been interested in spanking, and as long as we've been going together, I've wanted you to spank me, but I was. 'You are going across my knee, remember the drill, you object or don't do as you are told and you get busted, you do understand?' "Yes" She bent over my knee, I raised her skirt and pulled her knickers down. 'On the bare Sarah, always on the bare' I started to lay my hand hard across your ass, "Fuck, that's hard and painful, I never hit you that hard" ' For one, yes you did, for two this is just the start, the cane will hurt more and I guess your crime is far more serious than mine ever was'. A quick surge of adrenaline shot through me as I opened the drawer on the small table/stand near the door and retrieved my dagger and chain link leash. "Wrong day, wrong house fucker..." I muttered as I made my way quietly towards the light. As I neared, I could hear a gentle buzzing hum causing a fair bit of confusion to come over me. 'That sounds like...'. As I rounded the edge of the dividing wall, the buzzing grew louder and was joined by the sounds of soft sighs and moans. A slight smile. We drank a lot, smoked some pot and before long we were on the couch making out. It wasnt anything especially crazy now that I look back. I mean, my shirt came off, heavy petting, and eventually I started going down on him. The usual. Where it differed was when I thought he was getting ready to cum, he stopped me, and got on the carpet in front of me. He pushed up my skirt and pulled my panties down, and for the first time in my life a guy went down on me. I remember it was the most amazing.