The bent and bound blonde remained sullenly silent, her inner world awash in conflicting emotions and thoughts. On one hand, she was furious to be made prisoner and subjected to any sort of control by someone else, let alone her hotly resented Mother and Estela’s muscular henchman. On the other, ever since she was a girl, being spanked by her Nana, and the one time by Rafe's predecessor, had somehow crossed wires into the erotic. From earliest memory, she had gone to sleep each night touching herself while thinking about what Nana and the old Foreman had done to her bared behind, usually blending over into Rafe taking her over his knee in a similar vein. And now, this fantasy was about to come to life, the very one that had prompted hundreds, if not thousands, of climaxes. And then there w
