You can be spanked thirty times without taking a break, or you can have ten hits with a belt."Either way, I knew I was in for some pain. I decided to ...take the belt, but only because it would be over more quickly. "Can I have the belt please?"Paul stood up and went to the closet and brought out a brown leather belt that was hanging in there. I usually wore it with jeans, as it looked deliberately worn and faded, and I could even remember buying it at a market stall in Bursley. It occurred to me. Iwasn't really his bitch. He was mine! I could get this man to do prettymuch anything I wanted. I felt like he was the putty in my hands and notthe other way around. The sense of power was intoxicating. I knew I ownedhim just as much as he owned me. I wondered how the power struggle wouldplay out and decided I'd probably let him win most of the time. MOST ofthe time. But today, he definitely deserved some very special treatmentfor all his thoughtful and wonderful gifts.He set the food on a. I made my way there, in a roundabout way, and approached him from the side, and low down, I was a girl, young and impressionable, shy and awkward, and under the cover of the darkness, I saw he was masturbating himself, and crawled on my hands and knee under the row of tables, to be closer and see up close.I saw where his eyes were fixated, another niece to him, who was wearing a revealing dress and showing too much of herself, she knew he was watching her, and getting as much from her. Lou pushed his hand away and told him she didn’t fuck 14 year olds.Jane didn’t mind and she was up and started dancing closely with Joe.We had a sip of wine when Josh and Andrew came over and asked us to dance.Dance, more like grind, Josh was dancing close with his leg between mine, this made my skirt ride up which was compounded by Josh’s hands on my arse.As Josh leant forward he said into my ear, “ can’t wait to fuck you again” “me too” I replied as I pictured his black prick in my mind.The.