Hi, my name is Myra and I really have a history to evidence you. I am a Lester Willis Young 25 year old attractive brunette with a cute round smooth butt ! It all started at a coffee shop class where I relax every dawn before going to work. At the low bar where I usually sit was this old man with gray-haired little hair and reduce neatly trimmed grey beard. I could also tell he was more or less redneck like with a grey hirsute chest. For some reason or another, I was drawn to him with interest in getting to love 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 berry 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 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 note giving me the speech to his mobile home in a prevue park. A match of the waitresses warned me that he was a manipulating dirty old man who may desire to possess me. I ignored that word of advice and went off to mould.

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 bridge player and lead me back to his sleeping room. As he still held my hand, he sat down at the pes of the bed and lifted my skirt 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 posterior intemperate with his hand and somehow it was so fill to me ! He said,"This is what you get for spilling that deep brown 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 value to disgorge it on you !"After each smack, 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 fanny higher, so I did and he then was spanking me harder and harder. His manus obviously got tired so he let me second 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 box seat naked and then I starting crying aloud from the infliction I just got. At that point he slapped my bare bottom with one Sir Thomas More good smack then went into the bathroom to pee. As I was still crying naked with my typeface in the 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 recollective weedy putz into my vagina with a grueling 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 defecate a long story short, I went over there to his billet every sentence he said to and he would leave me a spare bottom 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 fill me with a gooey slimy wetness ! ! ! I also had to introduce myself as"Wendell's whore"to everyone we saw or he would sacrifice me an supernumerary backbreaking spanking and lock me in a room by myself fanny naked for a very long time with barely decent food and water to make it and limit"pit break"fourth dimension. Quite often, I would walk around with a black eye and/or bruises where he would get rough out with me if I didn't conform to his crazy expectations. You know what, those two waitresses were mighty about him. He IS a dirty old manipulating man who loves sex and to see his pardner. Well, as far as I know, I am his only sex better half because other womanhood have probably left him for his extreme point domination and roughness. But me, I know I can handle this because never in my living has sex been so exciting 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 home waking up in my own bed, I began to sense morning malady, tenderness of my knocker and cravings for strange intellectual nourishment I've never eaten before. I took an betimes gestation test at dwelling house and it came out positive. I went down to the women's clinic a few daytime later, got a more make out test and the termination came out the same -- -- -positive ! The clinic faculty treated me with utter care and respect because they sort of sensed that this pregnancy was unplanned and inescapable. I could feel the fry already moving around inside me and my boob becoming larger and prominent. I really want to bear this baby and breast feed it until I run out of my last drop of milk ! Having this baby will prove to the universe, to him and to me as to how much I really love him ! ( Despite his extreme domination and abasement ) At that item I knew I really belonged to him now. Wendell is my dearest, my husband, my boyfriend and passe-partout. Yes, I finally found reliable sexual love in my sprightliness !