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Straight Female / 34
The Man Wanted To Take Care Of Me And For Me To Be A Good Little Girl
I've mentioned this from time to time to other women and gotten a negative response, but at the time I walked out holding his hand.
We were in a heated discussion at lunch and he told me that he was looking after me and he needed me to behave. (I was a little crazy then). I pushed back, and he told me that if I didn't behave like a good little girl he was going to take me over his knee and spank me into submission. I was not a good little girl and I sassed him back and that got him up out of the booth and he dragged me to bathroom. He pulled my pants down exposing me naked and he told me to bend down and take a hard look, who had the dick and who had the pussy. He told me that I had to do what he told me and he was ready to put me over his knee and spank me.
Outside back in the booth he pointed to the cashier and told me she wasn't his problem, and pointing to a woman in another table, she wasn't his problem, and pointing to a girl walking into the restaurant, she wasn't his problem. I was his problem. We walked out holding my hand, he walked me to the car and sat me down, he latched the belt around me. "You sweety are my problem and I expect you to behave accordingly". I got a kiss then, right on the lips.
On the way back to the office we didn't speak. He got out and let me out of the car and started walking towards the elevator. I had to run after him to take his hand to walk with him. I'm not saying that he made an impression on me, but whenever I'm out of the shower or pulling up my pants, I remember I'm the one with the pussy.
We were in a heated discussion at lunch and he told me that he was looking after me and he needed me to behave. (I was a little crazy then). I pushed back, and he told me that if I didn't behave like a good little girl he was going to take me over his knee and spank me into submission. I was not a good little girl and I sassed him back and that got him up out of the booth and he dragged me to bathroom. He pulled my pants down exposing me naked and he told me to bend down and take a hard look, who had the dick and who had the pussy. He told me that I had to do what he told me and he was ready to put me over his knee and spank me.
Outside back in the booth he pointed to the cashier and told me she wasn't his problem, and pointing to a woman in another table, she wasn't his problem, and pointing to a girl walking into the restaurant, she wasn't his problem. I was his problem. We walked out holding my hand, he walked me to the car and sat me down, he latched the belt around me. "You sweety are my problem and I expect you to behave accordingly". I got a kiss then, right on the lips.
On the way back to the office we didn't speak. He got out and let me out of the car and started walking towards the elevator. I had to run after him to take his hand to walk with him. I'm not saying that he made an impression on me, but whenever I'm out of the shower or pulling up my pants, I remember I'm the one with the pussy.
