Hi, my gens is Myra and I really have a story to tell apart you. I am a Cy Young 25 class old attractive brunette with a cute beat smooth butt ! It all started at a coffee shop where I relax every morning before going to ferment. At the low bar where I usually sit was this older man with grey unawares hair and slim neatly trimmed grey beard. I could also tell he was more or less redneck like with a grey haired chest. For some reasonableness or another, I was drawn to him with stake 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 coffee on him. We introduced ourselves and he told me his gens was Wendell. He accepted my apologia 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 banknote giving me the address to his mobile menage in a poke green. A couplet of the waitresses warned me that he was a manipulating dirty old man who may want to possess me. I ignored that monition and went off to act upon.

As soon as I got off oeuvre, however, I immediately went over to his wandering home to see what he meant by"you owe me for this"said to me earlier. He wasted no time grabbling me by the hand and lead me back to his sleeping accommodation. As he still held my hand, he sat down at the invertebrate foot of the bed and lifted my skirt up as well as puff down my panty all the way down to my invertebrate foot. He leaned my over his lap and began to spank my bare arse hard with his hand and somehow it was so fulfilling to me ! He said,"This is what you get for spilling that coffee bean on me this morning 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 to spill it on you !"After each smack, I kept screaming"Ow ow, ow ouch !"I turned my mind to the dresser mirror and saw my own bare ass getting redder and redder as he kept smacking me. He ordered me to arch my keister mellow, so I did and he then was spanking me harder and harder. His hand obviously got tired so he let me back up and severalise me to film off all my dress -- -- - so I did because I was afraid not to. He then made me stand in the corner butt naked and then I starting crying aloud from the pain I just got. At that point he slapped my bare bottom with one more good savor then went into the john to pee. As I was still crying naked with my face in the street corner, he walked out of the lavatory toward me and told me to"keep out up and bend over ”. I knew exactly want to do next so I bent way over and he immediately dropped his trouser and inserted his foresighted cheeseparing dick into my vagina with a intemperately 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 long fib unretentive, I went over there to his place every time he said to and he would give me a unsheathed bottom thorough spanking with his bare handwriting and would put his phallus in my mouth, vagina and butthole whatever he decided to do. Each meter he would replete me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to introduce myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would hold me an duplicate hard spanking and shut up me in a room by myself coffin nail naked for a very recollective time with barely enough food and water supply to outlast and circumscribe"pit stop"time. Quite often, I would walk around with a melanise eye and/or bruises where he would get jolty with me if I didn't conform to his crazy expectations. You know what, those two waitresses were right about him. He IS a filthy old manipulating man who loves sex and to curb his partner. Well, as far as I know, I am his only when sex better half because early char have probably left him for his extreme domination and choppiness. But me, I know I can cover this because never in my life has sex been so sex and fulfilling by individual who introduces me to new things and I'm forced to enjoy them !

One dawning while I was back at my place waking up in my own bed, I began to palpate sunup sickness, tenderness of my breasts and cravings for unusual food for thought I've never eaten before. I took an early on pregnancy mental test at rest home and it came out positive degree. I went down to the charwoman's clinic a few Day later, got a more staring run and the issue came out the same -- -- -positive ! The clinic staff treated me with arrant care and respectfulness because they kind of sensed that this gestation was unplanned and unavoidable. I could feel the tyke already moving around inside me and my knocker becoming larger and with child. I really want to have this baby and bosom feed it until I run out of my last drop of Milk ! Having this baby will prove to the globe, to him and to me as to how much I really love him ! ( Despite his extreme supremacy and mortification ) At that point I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my love, my hubby, my boyfriend and master. Yes, I finally found honest love in my life !