There is no way I’m getting off that easily. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.“Turn yourself over.”He commands from the other side of the room. Squirming, I try... to turn around. The bindings making it difficult. Bucking, using my toes, searching for leverage. I try to flip. I need to flip. I want to please him.That inner part of me never quitting. I want his anger to be appeased. I want him to be satisfied. I want him to be pleased with me again. Grunting and panting, I try helplessly to flip. A few things thud. She was older and more powerful. She seemed to hate him. He could find no reason why. He played with her and teased her. He was a cheerleader and very active in sports but he proved no match for other guys as his body wasn't very strong. His performance was comparable to a girl's his age he had many friends. The girls liked him and he got along with them better. He wore his hair long and styled it great but that was as far as he wanted to go. His voice is high pitched and his attitude is very. "Good morning, Miss Jones. We are assignedto maid duty, but our new girlfriend does not have a uniform."The woman got up. "Doesn't she know how to greet me?" I'm sorry, Miss Jones. Maria arrived yesterday, and she has not reallysettled down." Bend over, Maria."I just looked at her.Then I was writhing. They picked me up and dressed me over the writingdesk. The pain stopped - just to be replaced by a severe cane lash overmy bottom. I cried out."Get up, Maria."I had learned this lesson as well. I. 'Sit still and let me', he said quietly and I felt a cloth touch my face as he wiped the seed from my face, but leaving the sperm in my eyes to burn.He brought the cloth down under my nose and I suddenly sensed the mood change in him. The cloth touched my lips and I relaxed my jaw as more and more of the cloth filled my mouth, 'That's a good girl', he whispered softly into my ear, and then I felt his hand move under my dress, 'Just relax, I'm going to fuck you', his voice was tight and.