A completely naked Andrew stood before his normally submissive little girl and awaited approval and instruction. “I feel so silly, Alice....” “I... want you to lay face down on the bed.” Andrew did as he was told. He turned his face to look at Alice and admire her beautiful, almost naked, figure. “Did I tell you that you could look at me?” Andrew quickly turned his face back into position, squashed into the mattress. Alice removed her panties and climbed onto the bed. She sat on Andrew’s back,. She could venture into other areas eventually, but not now. She really just needs maintenance spankings. She has a bad habit of staying up late and not getting enough rest! I also think she should talk to her "Dom" and tell him her needs. In my encounters with spankees. We always talk and I'd find out what they needed/craved. I'm there to satisfy her desires. Afterward she could satisfy his needs. I wouldn't have a problem with someone telling me what their "need" was. A lot of people would say. He grips my shoulders and slams me back roughly against the table,a dullmetallic echo swallowed up in the windswept park around us. I stop, caughtoff guard."Slut," he says, spitting at me. Just a few feet away, a car pushes past,turning into the neighborhood just across from us.He raises his hips, drawing slowly back out of me and my body trembles withpleasure and anticipation. Suddenly, though, I'm empty. I look up athim;he's still smiling. "Beg for it."I look down at his cock, the the large. Good looks, money, terrific mannerisms ... and a boatload of family money. For a long time I thought nothing of it. I liked the man.But, people talk. Gossip. Sometimes embellishing to stir interest. (Don't we all?) And unfortunately that talk reaches unintended ears.My wife has an unmarried sister about two years older than she that also works in the same hospital. Unlike my wife, who is in a medical field, her sister works in administration. For a lack of a better term, she is a clerk. She is.