I don't know if I will even live here after my discharge. My mom lives back east, I don't want to go back there. I have thought of Alaska, but the col... weather sucks. I might just stay here in SoCal." "You can stay as long as you want. Please call me Margie, Margie is what your dad called me, my friends also." "Okay, Margie it is. Is there any cold beer here? If not, I'll go get some." "No beer, but I have some wine and your Dad had a bottle or two around here someplace. What would you like?". I'm not sure how he keeps getting into my room."Pajama bottoms off and bend over" I do as He tells me. I'm curious but afraid at the same time."spread your ass cheeks open wide' Once again I do as I am told. I hear him over near my tool chest. Yes I have a tool chest. It is 36x20x10 inches and its full.He walks over to me and smacks my asshole hard with a small paddle. I yell out from the pain. He smacks me four more times. Each one harder then the next. By the last one I have fallen onto the. I thought I was gonna blow then and there. The whole night I was either talking to her or staring at her feet. We left the pub at closing and I could barely stand up. I walked out off the pub and took a drop on the step. I started laughing and I could not get back up. Hannah and one of my mates helped me up and decided it was time to go home. The other people hopped on the bus and Hannah said we‘d catch a cab because the bus driver would not let me on. We called the cab and they said they’d be. ”I felt a smack across my cheek and heard a resounding crack, I couldn’t help it, my eyes watered and a tear rolled down my cheek.“LOOK HIM IN THE EYES SLUT!” She shouted and I quickly looked at him, praying the windows were shut and the neighbours couldn’t hear what I was willingly submitting myself to.She removed the dildo from his mouth, and as she did I looked him in the eyes, tears straining my cheeks and said “please sir, may I suck your cock?”“Beg him” she said I looked at him again.