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Meeting James Chapter Five

Date: 8/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

and moved so we were in bed together face to face. It was so intimate and passionate being in bed, naked, with this man that I such strong feelings for. We were motionless and silent for several minutes as I studied every contour of his handsome face. He looked to be so deep in thought and I wished that I knew what he was thinking about. He had such a serious look on his face and I could tell that there was something important on his mind. “What was your childhood like?” he said softly. I knew he was thinking about something serious, but I had to admit that this question took me a bit by surprise and I thought for several moments. “For the most part, it was really good. I have three older brothers, so between them and my father, there was always someone looking out for me,” I paused for a moment, thinking. “Sometimes it got to be too much though. I felt like I was under constant surveillance so there were times when I wanted more freedom.” “Is that why you moved to Las Vegas to go to college, to get more freedom?” “Yes,” I said softly, pausing for a moment to reflect again. “My mother is very controlling and we argue almost constantly, and we aren’t very close. She wasn’t happy that I moved to Las Vegas.” I paused again as I collected my thoughts and then continued. “I had a full academic scholarship to USC, but turned it down to move here. She wanted me to live at home so she could keep me under her thumb.” I paused in deep reflection, and then continued. “My parents ... wouldn’t speak to me for six months after I moved here. My father finally called me and we reconciled. I do talk to my mother a little, but not very much. It’s easier not to talk to her than to fight with her constantly,” I said. James reflected on my statement and then said, “So your relationship with her deteriorated when you were in high school?” “I think it started earlier than high school,” I paused, deep in thought. He could tell I was starting to get uncomfortable as I divulged more information about my childhood. “Please continue Melanie,” he said, in a bit more of a demanding tone. “I was very rebellious, even at a young age. I was constantly getting into trouble at home and I always found a way to do what I wanted. If I got caught, then so be it.” “What happened when you got caught?” he asked. “My mother had my father spank me,” I admitted sheepishly. “I never respected her, because she wouldn’t discipline me herself, and part of me hated her because I felt like it was her getting me into trouble with my father until…“ I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. It was so difficult recalling these memories. Memories that maybe I had subconsciously locked away? James waited patiently until I continued. “…until I realized that I enjoyed him spanking me.” I lowered my head, deeply embarrassed about what I had just admitted. I could feel the tears trickle down my cheeks. I looked down, too embarrassed to look James in the eye as I spoke. “When my father put me over his knee I ...