Hi, my name is Myra and I really have a narration to tell you. I am a young 25 class old attractive brunette with a cute one shot smooth butt ! It all started at a coffee shop where I relax every break of the day before going to work. At the low bar where I usually sit was this older man with grey short tomentum and lose weight neatly trimmed grey beard. I could also recount he was more or less redneck like with a grey hairy chest of drawers. For some cause or another, I was drawn to him with interest 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 chocolate on his lap. He quickly let a hex Logos out and I immediately apologized for spilling coffee on him. We introduced ourselves and he told me his public figure 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 notation giving me the speech to his Mobile River home in a poke ballpark. A couple of the waitresses warned me that he was a manipulating dirty old man who may need to possess me. I ignored that admonition and went off to knead.

As soon as I got off study, however, I immediately went over to his mobile abode to see what he meant by"you owe me for this"said to me earlier. He wasted no metre grabbling me by the hand and direct me back to his bedroom. As he still held my hired man, he sat down at the foot of the bed and lifted my skirt up as well as pull down my pantie all the way down to my ft. He leaned my over his lap and began to spank my bare merchantman arduous with his hand and somehow it was so live up to to me ! He said,"This is what you get for spilling that umber on me this good 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 big H, I kept screaming"Ow ow, ow ouch !"I turned my point to the dressing table mirror and saw my own bare ass getting redder and redder as he kept smacking me. He ordered me to arc my fanny higher, so I did and he then was spanking me harder and harder. His hand obviously got tired so he let me back up and secernate me to take off all my dress -- -- - so I did because I was afraid not to. He then made me remain firm in the corner buttocks naked and then I starting crying aloud from the annoyance I just got. At that compass point he slapped my bare bottom with one to a greater extent estimable smack then went into the bathroom to pee. As I was still crying naked with my face in the corner, he walked out of the lavatory toward me and told me to"shut out up and stoop over ”. I knew exactly want to do next so I bent way over and he immediately dropped his trousers and inserted his long tightfitting shaft into my vagina with a gruelling humping legal action. He told me I was his sex slave girl from now on and I better come over to his office whenever he told me to -- -- -I agreed.

To make a long fib short, I went over there to his topographic point every clip he said to and he would give me a publicise derriere thorough spanking with his bare handwriting and would put his phallus in my mouth, vagina and butthole whatever he decided to do. Each time he would replete me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to precede myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would throw me an redundant intemperately spanking and lock me in a elbow room by myself bottom naked for a very recollective time with barely enough food and weewee to outlast and limited"pit barricade"metre. Quite often, I would take the air around with a dark eye and/or bruises where he would get approximative 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 verify his spouse. Well, as far as I know, I am his simply sex partner because early women have probably left him for his extreme domination and pitting. But me, I know I can do by this because never in my life 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 billet waking up in my own bed, I began to sense cockcrow sickness, soreness of my breasts and cravings for strange foods I've never eaten before. I took an early maternity test at home and it came out overconfident. I went down to the woman's clinic a few days later, got a more complete exam and the result came out the same -- -- -positive ! The clinic staff treated me with sodding care and respect because they kind of sensed that this pregnancy was unwitting and inescapable. I could feel the child already moving around inside me and my titty becoming larger and great. I really want to have this baby and breast provender it until I run out of my last cliff of milk ! Having this infant will prove to the Earth, to him and to me as to how much I really love him ! ( Despite his extreme mastery and humiliation ) At that point I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my lovemaking, my married man, my boyfriend and master. Yes, I finally found straight beloved in my spirit !