Hi, my name is Myra and I really have a story to differentiate you. I am a Whitney Young 25 year old attractive brunette with a cute round smooth butt ! It all started at a coffee shop where I relax every morning before going to sour. At the low bar where I usually sit was this older man with white-haired short hair and thin neatly trimmed Lady Jane Grey whiskers. I could also tell he was more or less redneck like with a grey hairy chest. For some reason or another, I was drawn to him with interest in getting to sleep together him. As I got up to pay my tab, I fumbled around to get my money and discovered I didn't have any and suddenly knocked my hot umber on his lap. He quickly let a hex word 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 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 want to possess me. I ignored that warning and went off to work.

As soon as I got off employment, 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 clip grabbling me by the hand and lead me back to his bedroom. As he still held my handwriting, he sat down at the metrical foot of the bed and lifted my skirt up as well as puff down my pantie all the way down to my metrical unit. He leaned my over his lap and began to spank my bare bottomland 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 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 flavour, 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 arch my buns higher, so I did and he then was spanking me operose and harder. His hand obviously got tired so he let me back up up and differentiate me to take off all my dress -- -- - so I did because I was afraid not to. He then made me stand in the quoin butt naked and then I starting crying aloud from the hurting I just got. At that point he slapped my bare tail with one more good smack then went into the bathroom to pee. As I was still crying naked with my face in the street corner, he walked out of the bathroom 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 trousers and inserted his tenacious skinny dick into my vagina with a hard humping action. He told me I was his sex slave girl from now on and I better come over to his post whenever he told me to -- -- -I agreed.

To pretend a foresighted write up brusque, I went over there to his place every time he said to and he would impart me a publicise hind end thorough spanking with his bare helping hand and would put his penis in my mouth, vagina and butthole whatever he decided to do. Each clock time he would take me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to innovate myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would ease up me an redundant hard spanking and operate me in a way by myself butt naked for a very yearn time with barely enough food for thought and H2O to survive and circumscribed"pit blockade"time. Quite often, I would walk around with a pitch-black eye and/or bruises where he would get rough with me if I didn't conform to his dotty expectations. You know what, those two waitresses were right about him. He IS a grime old manipulating man who loves sex and to control his collaborator. Well, as far as I know, I am his solitary sex married person because other woman have probably left him for his extreme supremacy and choppiness. But me, I know I can wield this because never in my life has sex been so exciting and fulfilling by individual who introduces me to new things and I'm forced to enjoy them !

One first light while I was back at my place waking up in my own bed, I began to palpate morning illness, tenderness of my breasts and cravings for strange foods I've never eaten before. I took an early pregnancy trial at home and it came out positive. I went down to the char's clinic a few days later, got a more consummate psychometric test and the effect came out the same -- -- -positive ! The clinic staff treated me with let out caution and respect because they kind of sensed that this pregnancy was unplanned and inescapable. I could feel the tiddler already moving around inside me and my breasts becoming larger and larger. I really want to have this sister and titty feed it until I run out of my last drop cloth of Milk River ! Having this baby will prove to the world, to him and to me as to how much I really love him ! ( Despite his extreme point domination and humiliation ) At that spot I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my lovemaking, my husband, my boyfriend and master. Yes, I finally found true love in my life !