’ I’d never spanked a woman for any reason. I’d hit women before, but it was sparring during self-defense practice. Myformer partner, Samantha,...liked it real. This felt weirdly unreal, but admittedly erotic, a new, titillating experience. Rubbing my palm over her perfect derriere, I said, ‘I think you’ve exhibited enough remorse. Corporal punishment isn’t necessary.’ But fondling was. ‘Please, Monsieur. If you do not punish me, and feel my debt has been paid, you will become bitter, and it. Thank God nobody saw me.When I was walking the hall I saw an open room and I saw a suitcase. Inside I found clothing that would fit me, so I ran in, grabbed the clothing and left. I returned downstairs and I was about to go into the men's bathroom when all of a sudden I began to feel all hot and tingly again.'Oh shit' I thought and made a beeline for the women's washroom again. I got in the same stall, but the woman at the desk saw me and yelled at me to come out or they would come in for me. I. ‘That feels ok Uncle Remus.’ ‘That’s good sweetie.’ I liked when he stopped calling me bitch, that scared me a little, now I was his sweetie. Then there was a moment of silence and he raced forward with a quick two step and jammed his fat cock right up up my sweet ass. Ow’ that sure did hurt, I think I screamed at that moment. Uncle smacked my ass and sad, ‘sush’. After a few ass smacks I guess my brain got confused as to where the hurt was coming from. His cock began to stop hurting so much,. It only came down to mid belly. If anyone had told her she looked sexy in such careless wear, she would have been astonished and would have changed immediately.She was standing, actually half sitting against the kitchen counter, waiting for her muffins to finish heating up in the oven. It had been a long day and she was tired. They'd won the game with Markham, but she hadn't played as great a part as she'd thought she would. Maybe she WAS too short.Mark came into the room for a beer. He glanced.