“Again”“Master; I need for you to slap me! I respond.“Beg for it naughty” he says, knowing what the sound of my name on his lips does to me....Knowing how very much it humiliates me to beg for the pain I crave so much!“Please Master! I need to be spanked by you! Please do it NOW!” I beg! The moment hung in the air and then he just started slapping me. No time to adjust. No soft to medium to hard; just fast, hard, stinging slaps across my ass; across my shoulders; across my back, probably 8-10 in. They might not even leave the room.”“Isn’t that sweet,” Phil remarked blithely. The thought of his parents humping like bunnies was slightly off-putting.“We should send the bitches with them and we can do it in every room in the apartment!” Hailey said excitedly. “That’s what I want for my birthday. We can fix a nice supper here, hold hands as we walk in the park, and make love everywhere in the house. I want to finish by making love on the deck. That’s my birthday wish!”“Horny much?” Phil. On the other hand, I knew I would want to know what it feels like to have a cock opening your rear passage. Instead of having a stranger brutally fucking my little virgin ass, I would rather give my cherry to Jim right now.I stood up silently, took a pillow from the couch and threw it on the ground. I knelt in front of it and bend over it, my elbows and chest resting on it, my legs spread as much as I could. I felt my hole stretching and got hornier than ever. He kneeled behind me and started. We never even got to do anything last night as Paul said he was so dead tried and went off to bed about 10. I sat up until around 1 in the morning thinking about what had happened and to be honest with myself Paul had never ever acted like that, from ripping my clothes off to pushing his cock into my throat none of that had ever happened. My final thought was that Paul is normally an orgasm and done guy, rolling over and off to sleep and the burglar not only gave stayed around but gave me.