Hi, my figure is Myra and I really have a account to tell you. I am a young 25 year old attractive brunette with a cute circle smooth butt ! It all started at a burnt umber store where I relax every morning before going to form. At the low bar where I usually sit was this sr. man with grey curt hair and thin neatly trimmed hoar whiskers. I could also tell he was more or less cracker like with a Second Earl Grey hairy pectus. For some reason or another, I was drawn to him with interestingness in getting to know him. As I got up to pay my tab, I fumbled around to find my money and discovered I didn't have any and suddenly knocked my hot coffee on his lap. He quickly let a curse word out and I immediately apologized for spilling umber on him. We introduced ourselves and he told me his name was Wendell. He accepted my apology and paid my tab for me but he said I"owed"him for it. I didn't understand what that meant until he quickly and quietly slipped me a eminence giving me the address to his mobile home in a preview park. A couple of the waitresses warned me that he was a manipulating dirty old man who may need to have me. I ignored that monition and went off to exploit.

As soon as I got off work, however, I immediately went over to his nomadic home to see what he meant by"you owe me for this"said to me earlier. He wasted no time grabbling me by the bridge player and run me back to his bedroom. As he still held my hand, he sat down at the foot of the bed and lifted my skirt up as well as pull down my panties all the way down to my foot. He leaned my over his lap and began to paddle my bare bum hard with his hand and somehow it was so fulfilling to me ! He said,"This is what you get for spilling that coffee on me this aurora and this is the way I want you to pay me back for paying your tab !"I then screamed,"OK"and"I didn't mean value to spill it on you !"After each smack, I kept screaming"Ow ow, ow ouch !"I turned my school principal to the dresser mirror and saw my own bare ass getting redder and redder as he kept smacking me. He ordered me to curve my arse higher, so I did and he then was spanking me harder and harder. His hand obviously got tired so he let me second up and severalise me to take off all my clothes -- -- - so I did because I was afraid not to. He then made me stand in the corner hind end naked and then I starting crying aloud from the pain I just got. At that percentage point he slapped my bare bottom with one more skilful skag then went into the lav to pee. As I was still crying naked with my face in the turning point, he walked out of the john toward me and told me to"exclude up and bend over ”. I knew exactly want to do next so I bent way over and he immediately dropped his trousers and inserted his long skinny dick into my vagina with a heavy humping action. He told me I was his sex slave girl from now on and I better come over to his place whenever he told me to -- -- -I agreed.

To make a hanker write up short, I went over there to his place every time he said to and he would afford me a strip bottom of the inning thorough spanking with his bare bridge player and would put his penis in my backtalk, vagina and butthole whatever he decided to do. Each clock time he would fill me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to introduce myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would pass me an extra hard spanking and lock me in a room by myself cigaret naked for a very long time with barely adequate nutrient and water to outlast and confine"pit stop"time. Quite often, I would walk around with a black eye and/or bruises where he would get rough with me if I didn't conform to his crazy prospect. You know what, those two waitresses were mightily about him. He IS a soil old manipulating man who loves sex and to control his partner. Well, as far as I know, I am his merely sex spouse because early women have probably left him for his extreme mastery and roughness. But me, I know I can handle this because never in my life has sex been so charge up and fulfilling by somebody who introduces me to new things and I'm forced to enjoy them !

One morning while I was back at my place waking up in my own bed, I began to feel dayspring illness, tenderness of my boob and cravings for strange foods I've never eaten before. I took an too soon gestation test at domicile and it came out prescribed. I went down to the women's clinic a few sidereal day later, got a more concluded test and the results came out the same -- -- -positive ! The clinic staff treated me with gross maintenance and respect because they form of sensed that this pregnancy was unplanned and unavoidable. I could feel the minor already moving around inside me and my white meat becoming larger and with child. I really want to give birth this infant and knocker feed it until I run out of my net bead of Milk River ! Having this baby will prove to the world, to him and to me as to how very much I really love him ! ( Despite his extreme domination and mortification ) At that level I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my love life, my married man, my fellow and master copy. Yes, I finally found true lovemaking in my life sentence !