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Languages: English

Location: in your bed ;)

Body Decorations: I need some decorations? haha

Smokes/Drinks: Not enough today

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 21

Body Type: Skinny

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I grin at you and protest to Chat. You pat my head. "G'night my ass. It's oot on your darlin'. "You really are an assman boy," I explain. "Yes, Ma'am. "It feels that way. "We've been talking about this for some time. Almost everyday. The possibilities are limitless. There's no limit to what I or you can do. "There's no way I'm wavering in believing that Copy Chatroulette would agree to this. You can't waver. There's no way." I'm struggling. Lost in the moment.

It all seems lost. You walk slowly, purposefully away from my side. I grab your arm roughly, and pull you to your feet. You give me a twisting, jerking jerk. I laugh a little, and tell you to get on your hands and knees. You comply. I place you on your back, your elbows bent forward, your ass raised. I can see the red marks of my spanking. Beautiful. I can see the swelling of your ass. It reminds me of my first spanking, when I was 43. I raise my hand and drop it, silently scolding you. It's been 43 years. I slap your ass over and over, over and over. The slap echoes in my mind.

I slap hard and very, very hard. A boot scrapes against my thigh. The other runs over my ass. "Oow! That's more..." There's a string attached to the strap. It looks quite a sting. I look down and notice the boot is quite moist. I raise my hand to the string. "P P L E E N D A T H E R S ". It drops from the sky. It sounds over my head like a freight train on its way to my ear. I bend over to examine. My ass is tingling. Fear is melting out like melting ice. In my mind it is calm, but in my heart it is war. A rush of blood to the brain..