1. Husbands Humiliation


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    me what I did know. I thought and I thought, but all that came to mind right away was fashion and house work. What else could I tell him? How Master Howard humiliated me? He just laughed as I mentioned either. The night after failing my quiz, I felt the urge to go get my sports magazines down from the closet. I needed to do something to rescue my masculinity. After I was sure everyone had fallen asl**p, I snuck out to the closet for my next big surprise. Try as I might, I simply couldn't get the box to budge. Either someone had added a whole bunch of weight to this box or it was stuck to the closet shelf. No one was going to move this box! I wasn't going to be beaten that easily though. I returned to my room to grab the chair from my vanity. As quietly as I could I dragged the chair out to the closet (it was too heavy to lift). I pushed the chair against the closet, kicked off my slippers, and stepped up onto the chair. Just then I felt a hand on my rear! &#034What are you doing Paula?&#034 It was the k**! He didn't remove his hand from my rear. &#034I'm looking for something Master Todd,&#034 I whispered. &#034Must be some sort of big secret.&#034 He got louder. I began to panic. &#034Please, don't wake Mistress. She'll be very angry Master Todd.&#034 &#034Angry with you maybe, but not me. Let's see what's in the box you've got your delicate little hands on.&#034 And with that, the k** placed his other hand on my other butt cheek and lifted me off the chair. Then he ...
    stepped forward and easily pulled the box down from its shelf. I stood by looking passive, like a little girl who is caught doing something she shouldn't be. I knew I couldn't run away. I was amazed he lifted the box so easily. However, I didn't have much time to wonder how a sixteen year old k** could be so much stronger than me, a full grown man. As soon as he had the box to the floor he popped it open. &#034An old sports magazine? Imagine that?!&#034 He was getting louder again. &#034Please Master Todd, please don't be so loud.&#034 I begged, placing my hands on his chest. &#034I don't know, I think that Aunt Steph should know about this.&#034 &#034Please don't tell her. I'll do anything Master Todd.&#034 The tears began to roll from my eyes. Every day I sank deeper and deeper into Paula. I couldn't afford to give Mistress any reason to make things worse. &#034Good, that's the tone I like.&#034 Master Todd placed his hands on my rear end again, this time under the skirted bottom of my babydoll. I swallowed hard, determined not to resist whatever he did. &#034First of all, I don't want you to become any smarter than you are. I'm going to toss out all these old magazines tomorrow morning. If I ever catch you reading anything like them or a newspaper, I'll tell Aunt Steph what I found here tonight. I like you hopelessly ignorant. Second, tomorrow I'm going to ask Aunt Steph if we can go on a date. If she agrees, then you agree. If she doesn't, then I'll think of something else. ...
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