Anything He wants
Things that seemed way more sexual than anything before.
Like he wanted me to address him as daddy whenever I spoke to him. Or how the outfits he was picking out for me every morning seemed to get more and more skimpy with each passing day. I didn't notice at first, but when the skirt he picked out for me seemed to barely fall below my ass, I rebelled. I yelled at him, cursing him out and telling him he's not the boss of me. The punishment he dealt me was swift. He pulled me by the arm over his lap and, for the first time in my life, he spanked me. I mean openpalmed, red-assed swats that met more flesh than cotton over the scanties I sleep in. It stung and he was fierce, beating my butt unti
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