I had never felt so much pain in my life. I had decided to talk to him openly, explain that I wasn’t afraid, or angry. XXX “Sweetheart, I’m sorry. “N-NO!” I screamed back with a broken voice and instinctively held the edge of the sink with both hands. I just looked down, sobbing, panting. What I got from your slit is enough,” he said, getting up and rolling me to the floor between his chair and the sofa. But, soon as he mentioned my mom, all the anger washed away. I knew exactly what I wanted to do at that moment, so I started stripping. The moment he had spanked me that morning, the way it felt, how my body started to understand that as something sexual as my mind went blank… I could help him release all the stress, the anger, even the needs he
