Maybe you need to see her to work through this. I mean, I haven’t known you that long, but I think I know something about you. And, in a way, you’...ve been running from this for all these years. Changing your name, changing the way you looked, moving to a different town, learning a new type of business. It is as if you are still denying your past. And, like it or not, that past it a part of what you are. ‘ ‘Not really. Not who I am today.’ ‘Maybe not, in some ways, but in other ways yes. You have. Yet, undeniably, also a little excited. 'Fuck! Underneath my career persona I am indeed a slut!' I thought to myself. I then decided for myself to be the proud Mexican I was, the strong feminist I tried to be, and stand up to the fucking leech. I turned my phone on record, hoping I would get enough information to use against him if he tied to blackmail me...a little tit for tat. As soon as I entered his office, he ordered, "Close the door." I did. "So have you been fantasizing about my cock all. The man and I looked at each other and he stroked my hair with his hands and then began nuzzling me again lovingly. Suddenly, it dawned on me, hitting me like a bolt of lightning. This mysterious, sexy stranger was the tiger who I’d thought was going to kill me but rescued me from the python who tried to kill me. The same tiger who nuzzled me exactly the same way the man was doing right now. The man smiled at me and his eyes turned golden, then he pulled out and got to his feet. I got to my. I’m very naughty. You need to spank me.” She then raised her ass in the air to emphasize the point.I lifted the material of the teddy up, exposing the skin of her ass. I caressed it with my fingertips, scratched it with my fingernails.“Okay,” I said softly. “This is our fifth night together. I’m going to spank you five times. Count out loud.”I raised my arm and laid a moderate smack on her ass. “One,” she groaned.Another. “Two, oh, God, honeybear...” she trailed off.Another. “Th ... thhrr ....