For six months, Susannah had believed that maybe things were changing for the better. Perhaps all the promise of the West would prove true.But then th...e snow started falling. That first day it was a mere two inch dusting. But the next day it was six inches. The following day and it had not stopped. Susannah watched disconcertedly as her father began to sit in his chair just outside the door, and drink. In the freezing weather he sat for the first week of snowfall, seemingly unmoving outside the. I let myself even out. Pulse slowing, breath returningto normal. After glow settling in when the Master rolled the cold water bottleover my neck and down my back. I moaned in relief. I felt like I was on fire.Wonderful pleasure. The coolness welcome against my skin. He came around tothe front of me. Opening the bottle and holding it to my lips so I could drinkdeeply. "Are you okay?" He was talking to me as thoughI wasn't quite the miserable failure that I thought I was. He didn't act likehe. He slapped me hard on the ass with his hands and his wet fingers. "You little fucking whore. I am going to do what Dad should've done years ago." He started slapping me hard on the ass, alternating butt cheeks. My ass grew warm, then started to burn. Every so often he would stop and rub my clit. My pleasure grew with my discomfort. My ass burned so bad now. I was squirming and trying to move my ass where it wouldn't burn so much. He hit my burning ass at least 50 times. I was panting with. I was like attracted to this guy and ask his pic. He sent his pic in a mail and he looked like a hunk. He is about 6 feet and a muscular body but dark in color and I was kinda like an average girl with straight long black hairs, a good round of assets but had some fat around my tummy with a height of 5’1” and dark brownish in color.We then continued talking via text messages. When my half yearly exams were finished and I was bored at my home using the internet. I decided to call him in the.