Hi, my figure is Myra and I really have a chronicle to severalize you. I am a young 25 year old attractive brunet with a cute troll smooth butt ! It all started at a java shop where I relax every morning before going to work. At the low bar where I usually sit was this older man with grey short hair and thin neatly trimmed grizzly byssus. I could also recount he was more or less cracker like with a grey hairy thorax. For some reason or another, I was drawn to him with interest in getting to make out 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 tidings out and I immediately apologized for spilling coffee 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 banker's bill giving me the savoir-faire to his mobile home in a lagger park. A duo 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 work.

As soon as I got off oeuvre, however, I immediately went over to his mobile 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 bedroom. As he still held my mitt, he sat down at the metrical foot of the bed and lifted my wench up as well as pull down my panties all the way down to my feet. He leaned my over his lap and began to paddle my bare bottom gruelling with his paw and somehow it was so accomplish to me ! He said,"This is what you get for spilling that coffee on me this dawn 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 savour, I kept screaming"Ow ow, ow ouch !"I turned my head 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 fanny high, so I did and he then was spanking me grueling and harder. His hand obviously got tired so he let me back up and told me to take off all my clothes -- -- - 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 nuisance I just got. At that point he slapped my bare bottom with one more than good savor then went into the lav to pee. As I was still crying naked with my look in the box, he walked out of the bathroom toward me and told me to"keep out up and deflect over ”. I knew exactly want to do next so I bent way over and he immediately dropped his trouser and inserted his hanker weedy hawkshaw into my vagina with a surd 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 name a long story brusk, I went over there to his situation every time he said to and he would give me a bare rear thorough spanking with his bare hand and would put his penis in my rima oris, vagina and butthole whatever he decided to do. Each time he would fill me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to put in myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would commit me an surplus unvoiced spanking and lock me in a elbow room by myself butt naked for a very long clip with barely enough food for thought and water to outlive and limited"pit halt"clip. Quite often, I would walk around with a inglorious eye and/or bruises where he would get rocky with me if I didn't conform to his crazy expectations. You know what, those two waitresses were in good order about him. He IS a dirty old manipulating man who loves sex and to control his partner. Well, as far as I know, I am his merely sex pardner because former charwoman have probably left him for his extreme point supremacy and roughness. But me, I know I can handle this because never in my aliveness has sex been so energise and fulfilling by someone who introduces me to new things and I'm forced to enjoy them !

One morning while I was back at my seat waking up in my own bed, I began to feel morning unwellness, tenderness of my knocker and cravings for foreign foods I've never eaten before. I took an early maternity mental test at domicile and it came out positive. I went down to the cleaning lady's clinic a few days later, got a more complete run and the results came out the Lapp -- -- -positive ! The clinic faculty treated me with let out care and respect because they sort of sensed that this gestation was unwitting and unavoidable. I could find the tiddler already moving around inside me and my breast becoming prominent and larger. I really want to have this baby and breast feed it until I run out of my last driblet of milk ! Having this baby will prove to the world, to him and to me as to how much I really love him ! ( Despite his uttermost domination and mortification ) At that point I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my beloved, my husband, my boyfriend and overlord. Yes, I finally found rightful love in my life !