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Herhead jerked back and she could feel the pull of her hair.? ?I think that?s enough, I don?t likethis.? Un-cuff me and lets get back onthe road.?? He was still smiling and shewas close enough now she could see that his grin had a smirk to it.? She was starting to get a littleapprehensive.? She didn?t like the way hewas looking at her.? His voice startledher when he spoke.? ?Shut up!? You do not speak unless I tell you to.? This isn?t a game.? I have wanted you since I first laid my eyeson you and now I mean to have you.? Youwill do as you are told or you will suffer consequences.?? She blinked her eyes.? She didn?t understand.? What happened to him?? What was he talking about?? He answered her questions before she couldeven speak.? ?There is noconference.? I?m taking you to a littleplace I have rented for the week.? Justyou and me, I?m tired of your constant teasing and flirting and I have to sayI?ve been very patient in earning your trust.?But its over, you are mine now and I will. It was Christine that prompted him to continue. “She is to remain silent. She dis-obeyed me…make the next 15 swats painful.” Her voice sounded so cruel…and yet, the hairbrush and the strength of her husband were much harsher than her voice.When I was told to get off from his lap…I simply slipped off and fell to the floor. I was crying with such energy…my bottom was seemingly on fire; I knew that it was beyond just being red. Christine came to my side…she took my arm and encouraged me to stand. With tears rolling down the side of my face, she said. “I cannot tolerate you dis-obeying me. You were told to remain quiet…the hairbrush didn’t teach you enough.” She then led me to the arm of the sofa. She persuaded me to bend, to lean over the arm…and so, without a word of complaint; I obeyed her.I never saw the belt. I just felt its sting…I heard my voice, my scream; my body slumped over the arm. The belt once again found its mark…my already reddened, tortured ass was being.
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