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My relationship with part-time City College*campus hooker Nora Meara had started in a very bizarre way. We had completed a transaction of exchanging a term paper (written by me) for a blowjob from her. I had meekly agreed to all of her terms. But she just couldn?t leave it at that and keep her mouth shut when we met one night at a college newspaper office. She had to insult me too.I was really triggered when she slapped me across the face. I slapped her back, but I kept going. It was very surprising that she let me insult her too, spank her bare ass, and then fuck her from behind. In fact, she seemed to enjoy all of that, although she didn?t say so immediately.I was just about to walk out of there when she said some words and gave me some looks that indicated her vulnerability. I didn?t just ask her to go downtown and have dinner with me, I demanded it. And she had gone along with it.Now I had my first ever girlfriend. It was funny how these things sometimes went.In July, Nora surprised me again by announcing that she had started working at a Burger King. That summer, Nora and I had few places to be alone together except the house where she lived with her uncle in Maspeth. Well, sometimes we went to a*college newspaper office in the evening.Another thing that caught me off guard was that Nora, who had refused to be submissive during her hooking days, had changed her attitudes about BDSM activities, specifically spanking. We became two switches in love; could there be anything sweeter?******One day we were sitting on her bed in her room in the Maspeth house.?It was actually my uncle who, ah ? motivated me to get a job.??What got him into that???He came home early one day and, well, caught me in the living room with a customer.? He comes home early at times? Why wasn?t I told about this before? ?I was kneeling on the floor, giving a*customer a blowjob.??So your uncle got upset???I?ll say. One of the things he did was whip my ass with a belt until it almost fell off ? I mean my ass.?I was really curious now, ?So how did you feel about that???It hurt like hell, of course, but the strange thing is that it was also very exciting. I?ve fantasized about it since, but I don?t picture my uncle. That would be too weird.??So what guy do you imagine???It?s you; didn?t you get that?? She frowned at me, ?Paul, you can be a bit dense sometimes.?It bahis siteleri was a pretty mild rebuke, but it irked me anyway. Then I remembered how I had gotten her in the first place.She had been treating me badly back then, as someone inconsequential. It was almost accidental, but she had set off my temper and I had put her back into line. I was surprised at how easily she had acquiesced to that as if she was expecting me ? wanted me, really* ? to insult, punish, and then bang her.* After that, she wasn?t exactly meek, but I had gained some kind of influence over her which she seemed to crave. Her life perhaps had a kind of order to it now.That had been over two weeks earlier. Some disturbing thoughts were coming to my mind. If I want to keep her, I?d have to tame her again periodically. That wasn?t how I had expected to deal with women, but that?s the way it was going to be with her.Then I considered how her uncle had motivated her, as she had put it. She was working at Burger King, of all places. What was required was a belt across her backside.* Plus, I was excited by the idea of dominating her again. Hey, she liked that kind of thing. I knew that I?d enjoy it too.During her career as a hooker, she refused to be submissive to any man for any price. Then, after a couple of sessions with me and that one with her uncle, she changed her mind. She began to desire having some fairly harsh punishment inflicted on her pale rear end.Of course, during her months as a hooker, she also had shown*her other side by being an enthusiastic dominatrix. Eventually, Nora would switch and have a session of dominating me. Nora enjoyed giving it back to a man as much as she grew to like receiving it on her own ass. And being the somewhat twisted person that I am, I enjoyed it more than I had expected. But that?s a story for another time.Anyway, this story is an example of her new attitude. On that day in her room, she was wearing a very cute hot-weather outfit. Her top had spaghetti straps and narrow, multi-colored stripes going across it. She wasn?t wearing shorts today, but rather faded blue jeans. More than a bit of her midriff was bared.I thought I had seen both items in the last few weeks of the previous semester. She looked very desirable, but I had something to do first.?Nora, I?ve learned a few things from your uncle?s example and my own. canlı bahis siteleri You?ve been getting a bit bitchy again. That?s got to stop. I am going to take my belt out of the loops, and well, do you know what a maintenance spanking is???Of course I do, how dumb do you think I am???You see what I mean? That attitude you have is showing.??You?re a bit overly-sensitive, aren?t you??I decided to ignore her. ?Even though it?s for maintenance, you?re definitely going to feel it.?She seemed curious about it, ?So how are you going to do it to me???Well, I?ll tell you. First I?m going to whip you on the back of your cute jeans, then on your sweet little bare backside. So bend over the footboard and put your hands on the bed.??Okay, if that?s what you really want.? And damn if she didn?t comply with my order, just like she had done a couple of times before. I walked over and rubbed her bottom with my doubled-up belt.?Paul, please.??Please what? Give you a good strapping???Haven?t I been a good girlfriend???Yes, you have. But sometimes you need a few adjustments,? I tried joshing with her. ?You?ve been a very naughty girl.?She seemed to lose her nervousness, or she hid it well. ?I?m not a naughty girl; I?m a whore. Literally.?I wasn?t about to respond to that. She noticed it and said, ?You?ve known that for a while. Don?t tell me you?re shocked. Besides, what do you do for a living? Absolutely nothing.??Why does that bother you???I don?t care; I?ve got my own money. Just don?t judge me.?I said, ?I?m not judging you. And if you want some tuna salad, just tell me.? That was our safe word, or phrase really.?I hate that stuff.? What she meant was, Give it your best shot, I can take it. In fact, at that point, she shook her ass at me.?Give me your glasses for safe-keeping.?I put them over on a side table. Now she looked at me with her bare face. She seemed more vulnerable that way, and I almost lost my resolve. Am I actually going to give her a belting?The first time at the college, I had used my hand, and then again with my hand a few days later in this house. The belt idea came from her experience with her uncle. I knew I couldn?t back down or she?d lose respect for me. I just won?t use maximum force on her. Man, both of us are pretty weird.I sighed and said, ?Okay, here it comes.? Even with the denim covering her, she yelped with canlı bahis the first strokes.?Jesus, this is pretty hard for a maintenance spanking.? She didn?t say ?tuna salad,? however. The sound of the impacts on her was rather loud. She bounced around, moaned, and complained, but she took it.She said to me, ?I think you?re actually enjoying this.??Of course, you knew I would.?At some point she got up on her toes; she had also raised her body so that she was almost upright. Her moans had turned into yowls. I decided that it was enough. I gave her some moments to recuperate; we were both breathing heavily. She grabbed her ass and rubbed it.I said, ?I bet rubbing yourself is not helping much.? She glared back at me.She was truly angry now, not faking it. ?You?re going to pay for this, you little motherfucker.??Are you trying to hurt my feelings?? In some weird way, I was bothered by her insult.?I don?t care about your feelings; I care about me and my poor ass.?*?All right, drop your pants. Your panties too, assuming you are wearing any.??I am so wearing them.?Her clothes dropped down to her knees. I said. ?Those jeans didn?t do much to protect you. Your ass is a red mess.??Well, you?ve really have been swinging that thing.??Am I? I thought I was restraining myself a bit.??Go ahead, try to break me; make me cry. You can?t do it.??Nora, I don?t want to break you.? But I didn?t want to admit that the idea of making her cry appealed to me. Instead, I said, ?Anyway, here?s some more.?As usual, she was stubborn. She made a lot of noise during the bare behind phase, but she stayed in place. I felt for her, but I also admired her bravery, if that was the best way to describe it.I stopped and stepped back when she dropped to her knees and gripped the footboard. I wasn?t going to hit her when she was kneeling on the floor. There were horizontal striped marks across her ass where the belt had landed.?Instead of corner time, I?ll think you should just get up and stay bent over the bed for a while.?She had some emotions she had to express. ?You?re really an evil bastard, you know that???So what are you going to do about it???Like I?m never going to fuck you again.?I was sure that wasn?t true. ?Whatever you say.? I went over to the side of her bed and sat on the edge. Yet, I was more rattled than I had expected. Did I really have to do that to my own girlfriend? I?m becoming a sadist, I think.I said, ?Come over here; lie down on the bed.? She placed herself sideways to my right. I told her, ?At least I didn?t make you say, ?Thank you sir; may I please have another?? ?