I was about to object when her hand smacked my leg in a blur. I shot on to my stomach knowing what was going to happen. Sure enough she started to spa...nk my bottom again, alternate cheeks, as hard as she did before. It stung. I knew though I had to accept her spanking. She was annoyed as I had objected to what she wanted, and rather than explain she knew the quickest way to get my agreement was to thrash me. What a thrashing, as my bottom was already sore from the hairbrush just a short while. I brought my mind back to the business at hand. Why, it seemed like I’d been fucking this girl forever! I think she was good and warmed up by now. I began fucking harder.Wendy’s moans and groans grew louder. Her pussy was spraying my cock and pubic hair with vaginal cum. She was cumming! Hell, she was cumming hard! She bucked and jumped as orgasms shook her teen body! I was cumming, too! I’d felt my cock summon forth seminal fluids. Torrents of creamy semen and sperm flowed from my. By this time I had slipped back quite happily into my old life, but occasionally Ramon reminded me that there was a world full of normal people outside the villa walls. One weekend I prepared a salad for his lunch. I didn't realise the dressing was off so I took it through for him as normal. He covered the salad in dressing and immediately spat out the first mouthful. His meal was ruined and I knew I was in big trouble. Like a fool I tried to justify myself by telling him we didn't have any. He confessed to placing some ads but he had received no replies. Where? Well, in those Dominatrix magazines that you see on the top shelves. Yes, it is difficult to understand why. I guess Mary was just too weak a girl to create that for him. So, I said that I had enjoyed him working round the house and helping me out. I wanted that arrangement to stay. It is difficult to do all the jobs and home help is not cheap these days. As he enjoyed me controlling him for his work, I agreed to control.