The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))
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				Title: <strong>The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 09:33:22</strong>
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				In all honesty, it had started out as just another day. She woke up at her usual time, hit the snooze button on her alarm clock, dozed for a few minutes before the clock went off again. That time, she'd rub at her eyes wearily, tossing the covers off of her body and then finally shut the damn contraption off. She would shower, get dressed, dry and brush her shoulder length hair before heading out of her room. Her breakfast would be simple, a bowl of cereal with a glass of milk, and once that was done, she'd wash the dishes, both hers and the other ones used by her family members. And when they were all dried and put away, she'd leave through the front door, headed off to work. This was her typical morning, one that didn't frequently deviate. Which was why it was very peculiar to run into her father standing in the middle of the threshold, a stranger standing opposite of him.<br><br>"Dad...?" Amelia (http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k30/LEJSpeakman/Ameliaref.jpg) questioned softly, placing a gentle hand on her father's elbow as she spoke, "Is something wrong?" She was well aware of the financial troubles her family was going through, and there was a nagging worry in the back of her mind that this stranger had something to do with that. Had they missed a bill last month? Was this man here to beat the money out of him? Judging by the wad of cash in her father's hand, it almost seemed like they were the ones being paid...<br><br>"Amelia." Her father started softly, "I love you. Don't forget that." The girl's eyes narrowed&nbsp; as she stared at him intently, desperately trying to figure out where he was going with this, "But from today on, you will be living with this man." He gestured to the stranger, as though Amelia wouldn't know who he was referring to, "You belong to him now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 10:00:04</strong>
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				'Amelia, listen to your father. You belong to me now." he said reaching for her arm. He had her collar in his pocket but he did not want to put it on her just yet. First, he wanted her to understand that he was the one in power. If she took one look at his body she would have realized that. He was no average man. Tom had bulked up to be ready for this day. The day a family finally took his offer to give their daughter away as a slave.<br><br>When the father had first told him that he would take the money, it surprised him. Most of the fathers he had approached so far had turned him down outright. But her father was the first one to ask how much he was willing to pay. And when Tom told him $20,000, he agreed rather easily. Tom gave him plenty of times to turn down the deal but he didn't. And here her father was $20,000 richer and his daughter was becoming a slave.<br><br>Tom could not wait to put her in the car. He wanted to savor the moment when she entered her new home under his lead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 02:26:35</strong>
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				Her heart was racing as he grasped at her arm, well aware that she wouldn't be able to get out of his grip. While she wasn't weak by any means, this man was without a doubt stronger than her, and as such it would probably be better if she didn't even try. But like hell was she simply going to sit back and accept this, "<em>Belong to you</em>? I belong to <em>no one</em>." And then, the cash in her father's hand, the purpose behind it, started to sink into her mind, "You... you <em>sold</em> me?!" Amelia demanded of her father, who didn't so much as look at her.<br><br>"You won't need any of your things here." He stated blankly, almost as though he was emotionless about all of this, and her mind was reeling. "He will provide you with the things you need for as long as you are his. Which, assuming you don't anger him, should be forever."<br><br>"What the hell?" Amelia growled at her father, "What happened to 'I love you', <em>Dad</em>? What kind of father sells his child to a stranger?!" But her father didn't respond, instead grabbing onto her other arm and pushing her out of the house, the door slamming shut behind her. Only then did she once again look at the man who had apparently bought her, a scowl embedded on her face, and regardless of the advantage he had over her in terms of strength, Amelia couldn't keep herself from being angry, "What do you want with me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 02:50:07</strong>
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				Tom would have liked to see some kind of remorse from the father. But then again, feelings of rejection could help him. When the door slammed shut, Amelia's life was no longer on it's normal track. In fact in her life there was going to be no normal track anymore. She was to be his forever. Nothing was going make him change his mind on that point. He pulled her collar out of his pocket with his free hand. It was bright red with a black dragon imprinted on it. It looked more like a choker than a collar but it was still an actual collar he could attach a chain too. But he wasn't going to do that out in the open like this. He was going to force her to put it on herself. His heart beat in excitement of what was to come.<br><br>But first things first, she needed to learn her place. No respectable master would let their slaves speak to them in such a way. She was no longer on his level, she was beneath him. He looked her straight in the eye with a grin on his face. Now, it was time to tell her what he wanted from her.<br><br>"There are a lot of things I want from you. First, I am no longer a person you can call you, call me Master. Second, I want you to put this collar on. And thirdly, if you make a scene or try to run, I will punish you. And I am sure you will not liked to be punished. Those are the three things I want from you at the moment. Now, can I let you go?" he demanded. His grip tightening on her arm as he gave her the commands. He didn't like to use force that potentially bruise her beautiful body but she needed to learn who was boss. He smiled as he dangled the collar in front of her. He loosened his grip on her arm but it was still firm enough to stop her from running away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 03:08:30</strong>
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				The harshness in his words was almost overwhelming, just the <em>tone</em> behind it making her heart race in fear. It was painfully obvious that there was no way he would let her betray him. And so, with her hand shaking, she took the collar from him, trembling as she attached it around her neck. It almost seemed as though he wanted Amelia to feel like she wasn't even <em>human</em> anymore, and as far as he was concerned, she wasn't. His grip seemed to be increasing in strength with every word he spoke, so it was with little trepidation that she responded, "I understand... Master." <br><br>Once the words were out, his grip eased a little, making Amelia feel slightly better, but her heart still burned at the thought of her father's betrayal. It made her furious that he would do something so terrible to her, all for <em>money</em>. Their family was struggling, yes, but did he really think it was bad enough to make money off of selling her? Maybe she wasn't as <em>loved</em> as she thought... "Please let me go, Master. I won't run." It went against her gut instinct, which told her to get as far away from this man as she could, but she wouldn't do it. This situation was already bad enough, there was no need for her to make it worse. "But if I may ask, sir. <em>Why?</em>" Perhaps the question would spark more rage from him, but Amelia needed to know. People didn't usually just go around buying others, and if they did, they had reasons. And she wanted to know his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 04:09:51</strong>
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				He let her go. She had put the collar on like he asked. He could give her a little leeway. But he was still going to be strong. His grin turned into a smile as she called him master. It made him feel powerful just like he thought it would. A joy was welling up inside him. He was going to enjoy her servitude. And she would eventually find that it was not going to be so bad. She would at least be living in a better place than the trashy house in front of him.<br><br>"You are beautiful and I wanted you. That is all you need to know for now. Let's get out of here. Head over to that car." he said and pointed toward a black BMW parked at the curb. The money he had given her father was not a burden at all. He had tons more. But sadly his driver could not take him to this deal. It was too personal for that kind of thing. But his driver would never get the chance to meet Amelia. She was not going to leave the house much. And if she did it would be with him as her driver. <br><br>"Let's get a move on" he said as he reached to put his hand behind her back to guide her over to the car. He was at least not going to start her training in the car. So she was going to have this last little reprieve before she was thrown into good times.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 09:23:36</strong>
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				She broke eye contact with him only when he complimented her, expressing his want for the poor girl. It certainly wasn't something her ears heard often, and with the fact that it was coming from a man that paid a good deal of money just to <em>own</em> her, Amelia didn't even know if it was good or bad. So much had happened in such a short period of time, her head was still reeling from all the information of what was going on. But since he said that he wanted her, that meant she would be treated well, right? So long as she didn't disobey him, things would be fine. Or at least, that was what she kept telling herself. To be honest, Amelia was confused beyond all reason now, with barely a clue to even where she was walking.<br><br>For her feet had, in fact, started moving towards the car he indicated, his hand firmly pressed to her back all the while. It was without a doubt the nicest car on the entire street, maybe even in the entire neighborhood she lived in. If it was left there for much longer, Amelia wouldn't be at all surprised if someone tried to break into it. Nevertheless, the two of them reached the BMW with ease, the car unlocking with a single definitive 'beep'. Again a vast difference from the cars she'd been around throughout her life, and a nagging thought in the back of her head wondered <em>just how much</em> this car was worth. "Probably worth more than my life." she murmured under her breath. Her master probably even had someone drive it for him... Amelia wasn't sure she'd <em>ever</em> get used to the extravagant way of life he obviously lived, not after what she had grown up with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 10:29:59</strong>
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				Tom opened the car door for her. It was the least he could do. He could see how much awe she was in over his car. It was a nice car, but nothing but a small part of his collection. This was the one he could use though. When they made it to the car his hand seemed to drift a little lower down her back and he pulled his hand away just before he got to her butt. He really wanted to grab it but he had resisted. There was no use in starting his advances this early in the game. The day was still young and it was not like Amelia was going anywhere, anytime soon. He walked around to the driver side and popped open his door.<br><br>And in one fluid motion, he sat down, put the key in the ignition and started the car. He smiled at her through the open passenger side door. He liked watching her. He liked her short blonde hair, her long legs, and her overall petit frame. The collar on her neck that showed that she belonged to him was even better. It made him so excited to know he had bought his prize. It was like Christmas, and he was a boy just so anxious to wrap his present.<br><br>"Get in. Your new life awaits you." he commanded. Her poor trashy life was over. She was a part of his estate now. And that gave her value, much more value than the money he had paid to get her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>21-01-2011, 21:16:38</strong>
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				She felt his hand slipping down, further and further until it hovered over her ass, and only then did it pull away. Her body was tensed, a slight quiver running through it. This wasn't the kind of attention she was used to getting, and she was sure that that was painfully obvious to her master. When he opened the door for her, Amelia hesitated, eyes trailing the man as he walked around to the other side of the car. Almost as though she was frozen, she stood completely still even as he got into the driver's seat and started the ignition, before his eyes landed on her. Only when he commanded her did she hastily clamber in, fumbling with the seatbelt before finally fastening herself in.<br><br>The car accelerated in a heartbeat, pulling out of the parking spot and into traffic in a single moment. Amelia couldn't help but grip onto the leather arm rests on each side of her, eyes wide as they zoomed along. It was doing a damn good job at proving to the girl that her master was in control <em>always</em>. After a few minutes of sheer terror, however, the blond forced herself to relax, breathing deeply as she took in the surrounding scenery. She watched as they transitioned out of the poor district where she had lived all her life, into the middle class district, before finally rows of mansions appeared before them. Her mouth agape, Amelia stared in awe, all other thoughts gone from her mind. Would <em>this</em> be how she spent the rest of her life...? In a home bigger than her entire high school, tending to the every whim of the man driving her now, doing everything in her power to make him happy...<br><br>Turning sharply, they started their way up a long driveway, yet another mansion looming in front of them. Her eyes took in a line of equally expensive cars parked in the front, a line that the BMW pulled up behind, bringing them to a sudden stop. And Amelia could think of no words, none at all, that could accurately describe the anxious pounding of her heart, too in awe to even say a word.
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				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 06:21:34</strong>
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				Amelia was inexperienced, he liked that. He would be her first and only. Tom was going to give her more attention than any man could in several lifetimes. And all she had to do was obey him and follow the golden rule of obeying him and him only. There were other things he had to tell her. But first he had to see compliant she would be. And then he would decide how strict he actually would need to be on her for her to feel that he was always in control of her. And no matter what she did, she was going to always be under his control.<br><br>He leaned in closer to her, after he took his seat belt off. He aimed his hand for her leg, and if she let him he was going to run his hand along her leg and possibly up it to between her legs. He smiled at her while he was about to do all of this. And even though he knew she was his slave he did not expect full compliance at this stage of the game. He was eager to see how she would react.<br><br>"I know this is all a bit much for you. I expect it to be. But I want you to forget your poor past. You live with me now. A rule before we get inside. And I expect it to be followed to the letter. I am the boss. Anything I say whether you like it or not is to be fulfilled by you. If you disobey you will be punished. And your first command is to take off your panties. You will not need them any more." he said, holding his&nbsp; other hand out expecting her panties to be placed in his hand. And though he may have possibly already had his other hand on her leg, he expected her to take her panties off herself. He was not going to do it for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 06:44:49</strong>
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				At first, Amelia hardly even noticed that they had stopped completely, not so much as bothering to take off her seatbelt. No, her mind was far too forced on the estate before her, a lavish entryway only yards from where the car was parked. She could see flowers blooming around the property, likely part of an extensive garden. Rich people always had gardens, right? And even with the doors closed, she could see various servants rushing back and forth inside, their shadows playing across massive windows.<br><br>The surprise of his hand suddenly running up her leg was more than enough to startle her away from her thoughts, and her head whipped around to stare at him, speechless. No one - <em>no one</em> - had ever touched her like that, and with his fingers steadily working their way up her skirt, Amelia jerked away, as much as she could in the confined space of the car. "What are you doing." She whispered, though there was an air of command in her voice even as she shied away from him. Despite the words he was saying at that very minute, telling her that she had no choice but to obey him, she couldn't help it. "Stop that!"<br><br>But he never once stopped, his other hand waiting to be covered by her underwear, and <em>what was she supposed to do</em>? It was happening so fast, her heart was beating erratically in her chest, and without even realizing it, Amelia screamed, "Get away from me!" One of her hands easily unsnapped the seatbelt holding her in, but when she fumbled to get the door open, it wouldn't budge whatsoever. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 07:20:05</strong>
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				He had expected her to be hesitant but he still expected her to comply. And she questioned him in such a way. What was he doing? he was doing whatever he felt like. And she was supposed to let him. He did not even bother to respond to her. There was no reason to. He had already told her that she would be punished and it looked like she was going to be the moment they got into privacy. Wait now that he thought about it. Why did he even have to wait to punish her? No one was watching them in the car.<br><br>When she told him to stop it, he was down right angry. He had every right to every part of her body. And when she reached for the car door he nearly laughed. He had made sure the child lock was on way before she had even gotten into the car. He expected her to want to jump out and run. So he made sure she couldn't by activating the child lock long before he ever knocked on her door to complete his purchase of her.<br><br>He did not reach for her yet, he pressed the button on the chair to make it fall back into a laying position. And then he reached for her waist, he was going to turn her face down on the chair and spank her for her disobedience. And then he was going to ask again for her compliance. But this was only if he could pin her to the chair.
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				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 09:40:33</strong>
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				Amelia didn't even need to look at him to know that he was positively furious, and a meek glance at him only served to prove her thoughts. He looked <em>livid</em>, and suddenly the idea of his hand up her skirt didn't seem nearly so bad. But it was too late, the seat was falling back, bringing her with it and with the door locked, there was no way she could get out of this. Soon enough, she was flat on her back, his hands roughly turning her over and pinning her down easily. This was it, he would hit her, again and again until she dared not follow his commands.<br><br>With her heart pounding wildly, she hardly even remember why she'd disobeyed him in the first place, all she could think of was that she wished she <em>hadn't</em>. Would this really be how she spent the rest of her life...? She would spend every second catering to his needs, being painfully punished if she didn't. "I'm sorry, Master." Amelia whimpered as the hand clutching to her hip held it even harder. There would be a bruise matching the master's hand there tomorrow, that much was clear. She heard a sharp noise and instinctively flinched, thinking it would be his hand coming down on her, but the impact never came. Instead, there were a couple of knocks at the driver's side window. When she chanced a look up, Amelia caught sight of a tall man in a suit, the stereotypical image of a butler, though whether he was one she wasn't sure.
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				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 10:24:50</strong>
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				Tom loved the way she looked at him when she realized that he was going to punish her. She was starting to learn how things were going to be. Turning her slender body over was so easy with his strength. He did feel he was being a little too forceful but she deserved it. She had disobeyed and she had questioned him. When she obeyed she would not get this kind of treatment. He would be gentler with her. But for now he knew she required him to be rough with her.<br><br>He applied pressure to her hip, he wanted her still when he spanked her. He wanted her to feel powerless to stop him from giving her punishment. Tom was going to make her take it like the bad slave she was being. And just as he raised his hand to spank her bottom, there was a knock on the window. It ruined his fun, though he did like the way she flinched as if he had actually hit her. His butler, Norman, sure had a way of showing up at the wrong time. He leaned in close to Amelia to look as if he was helping her.<br><br>When he got close to her ear however, he whispered this to her "You say anything to Norman about being anything other than my new live in maid and I will punish you till dawn." He pulled the seat back up to where it was regularly and rolled down the window so he could talk to Norman. Norman was a kind man and Tom paid him well. So when he saw his boss in such a compromising position with a girl he did not ask questions. Tom had told him that he was getting a new live in maid today. Norman figured that this girl was her, though she did not look like she was used to being a maid.<br><br>"Sorry, Norman. There was something wrong with the seat, one minute she was sitting there and the next she was laying back, right Amelia?" Tom said quite casually. He even smiled to make it seem more genuine. He just hoped that Amelia would not do anything stupid. Norman would probably not believe she was slave anyway. Tom was a good looking rich bachelor what would he need with buying a poor girl as a slave? He laughed at the thought of anyone questioning it. Norman did not get what Tom was laughing at but the situation did sound kind of funny. He let out a light chuckle with his boss as he looked over at Amelia.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 05:45:35</strong>
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				Amelia remained perfectly still while her master spoke to Norman, well aware of the curious gaze the butler gave her. It must have been an odd sight, after all, having a young girl pinned down on a lowered car seat, but Norman didn't seem to question it. The two men conversed, both letting out soft uncomfortable chuckles before she heard fading footsteps and the sound of the car window rolling back up. Now that they were alone again, she was sure that he'd do whatever punishment he'd been planning, and she timidly snuck a glance up at him.<br><br>He didn't look as furious as he had only a few moments ago, though that was most likely from having to talk to Norman, but he was undoubtedly still angry. No amount of her apologies would save her, she knew that, <em>nothing</em> could save her from this man's wrath, but somehow she found words spilling out of her mouth all the same, "I've been bad, Master. Punish me."
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				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 06:30:53</strong>
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				"I will." he said as he pressed the button the chair again. He reached for her similar to last time. But this time he was not going to use so much force on her. She had asked for this. He thought it was kind of cute that she had asked him. It meant she was starting to understand her role. And that was important to establish dominance. <br><br>"So before I do this I want you to tell me why this is happening. Why am I punishing you?" Tom said if he had possibly had her in the same laying position as last time. His hand was raised but he was not going to bring it down on her until she said the reasons she was getting punished. Another part of learning her role was to know what her master says is what goes. She had refused him so she was being punished. Now, if she refused to be punished then that would be something different all together. But she had not refused him in such a way, in fact she wanted him to punish her. So he did not have to think of all the things he would do to her if she refused punishment. But he knew eventually she would and then he would have to use even more aggressive forms of punishment.<br><br>He smiled at the thought of using all kinds of devices on her as punishment. But then again there were other ways to punish her that did not involve just physical punishment. There was always the realm of psychological punishment as well. He would save that for another day and focus on the task at hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 08:13:36</strong>
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				This time the decline of the seat didn't startle her nearly as much, and his grip on her didn't seem nearly as tight. This was her place. Amelia needed to keep reminding herself of that, over and over for however many times it took for that fact to sink into her brain. No longer did she had any right to speak up for herself, she wasn't anything more than another piece of property.<br><br>"Because I disobeyed." She whispered in answer, waiting for his hand to strike down on her. She knew it was coming, it was what she deserved for going against him. The reality of her situation was still coming to her, it was going to take some time for her to get used to doing whatever he asked, and she had a sick feeling in her stomach that this wouldn't be the last time she spoke out and got punished for it... "I didn't do what you asked of me, Master, and I apologize." Still the hand had yet to hit her, though his other one was holding her there, a firm reminder of who exactly was in charge here. So if she forgot, he was there to put her in her place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Things Money Can Buy... ((Swordsman18 x anywayyouwantit))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Swordsman18</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 09:05:26</strong>
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				His hand came down on her bottom hard. And then he reached back up and did it again. He hit her butt three more times with the last being the hardest. Five good smacks was good as an introductory punishment. But he wondered if she thought so. Maybe she wanted more.<br><br>"Should Master spank you some more for disobeying?" he asked in his more pleasant tone of voice. Tom was not really thinking about spanking her any more as he looked at how she was positioned. He was thinking of pulling her panties down and doing her right there in the car but he wanted her first time to be somewhere more special than in his BMW. He was thinking more along the lines of in his bedroom while she was chained to the bed. <br><br>Just thinking the thought was getting him excited. And the bulge in his pants agreed. He wanted to be inside of Amelia sweet sex. He longed to be inside of her with her crying out in pleasure as she gave into him. Her chains clinking with every thrust he made into her. And here he was just spanking her. Tom could hardly resist the temptation just to let her go so they could go inside. But her lesson came first before he could just jump into bed with her.<br><br>"If you decide that is enough punishment though you must take off your panties." he said while ran his hand across her ass. He could smack it a few more times but he needed her to seem somewhat normal when he brought her inside the house. 
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