I'd land six sharp swats consecutively to thesame spot on one cheek before concentrating on the other.Each slap of the brush found its mark with ruthl...ess efficiencyand in no time you were kicking and wailing for mercy.Eventually, the spanking and crying subsided followed bymuch rubbing of sore flesh, many soothing words and thewiping away of tears.Later, after you'd spent some time composing yourself, you cameout of the bathroom and we held each other for a while beforerejoining the party. We. I decided to stay single. I tried dating all kinds of women, and you can see the results. Maybe I was just unlucky. I decided to keep my Black ass solo. If the right one comes along, cool. If not, fuck you, women of the world. Or not. Whatever. Anyhow, I went to the movies solo about a month ago and something…different, sort of happened. I was going to see the movie The Dictator and since my buddies were away at work, I went to see it by myself. While I stood in line to get my ticket, I saw. Beth and Ron walked in on me. Of course I am not allowed to lock my door anymore and any one can come in and use me if they wish. I can’t refuse anyone, even if I don’t know them.I stood back up to see what they wanted. Beth walked into the kitchen and saw my food on the table. She said, “Getting ready to eat whore?”I said, “Yes Ma’am. I was just getting ready to sit down. Would you like me to make you and Ron something?”Then what she said really got to me. “No cunt I don’t want anything. But I. I asked my mother how'd she feel about playing a hooker and I'd be her john. My mother agreed, saying it sounded like fun. I won't go into too much detail, but she played her part, telling me how much for each sex act and I in turn would give her the money, which she'd put in her pocketbook and then she proceeded to act and perform like a hooker for me. Now in itself, that doesn't sound so exciting, but it led to other role playing scenes, that were far more kinkier, which we ended up doing at.