She had never experienced being spanked by anyone much younger than herself although she had always thought that she wouldn’t mind that because it w...as even more humiliating than being spanked by an older person. It was just that the opportunity had never presented itself.One thing Sarah always enjoyed was the fact that she would be the one to choose when she was spanked or used sexually. She would wind up one of her friends, or a work colleague who would then take over and humiliate her in. "Oh! It's my fault". "No, you didonly what you thought best and that's fine, but…". "I've deprivedyou of what you need?" "Yeah". I leaned back and took another sip, studying him. "I won't mind spankingyou, not at all, but I'm not so sure that you'll like it". "Of courseI won't like it, but…". "Need it, sure, but not from me". "Whynot? You're my friend, you've just proved that". "I am, Steve, andI'm happy that you consider yourself mine, but what do you actually know aboutme?" "That you're a. “I’m fine.” I reached within myself and brought up a smile, and it was even a real smile. “You’re wonderful, you know that?”“I am not, but is kind of you.” He smiled back. “Should I go back to hotel now?”“Don’t you dare.” I raised my mouth to his, and my hand slid down his flat stomach to circle his penis. It throbbed, warm and alive, in my hand. I needed it inside me so much.“You are very beautiful woman,” he said. “I will paint you again, if you promise not to cry.”“You can paint me as often. ”Molly Parsons hurried out of the sitting room and out the front door.Leanne watched her go and then turned to Jake.“My daughters tell me that I have failed to show due gratitude for the good things you have done for us,” she said. Her words were slow and distinct as though she were trying hard not to slur them. “It appears that I owe you my thanks, again.”Jake knelt at her feet“I know you’re in a lot of pain after yesterday and after this morning. I can make you feel better, Leanne. I won’t.