She just hoped it would be quick. The door slammed ominously, sealing her fate. While others danced outside, inside she would be subject to a spanking... For an offense that didn’t warrant the punishment.“Help me Lord Henry,” Lord Michael opening a door on the far wall. He began to drag out a heavy piece of furniture, Lord Henry finally helping him to situate it in the center of the room.“What is it?” Even Lord Henry was puzzled. Then it finally clicked in his head. What was Lord Michael doing. While you’re at it, I wonder what you fucking mother would think of you now?”From the next room, I think I heard a sob. I didn’t care. I reloaded for my next shot.“If the doorbell rings answer it. It will be for you!”Yep, there was that sound again, definitely a sob. Tears at last, though I’m sure not shed for our marriage…The doorbell rang as if on cue. Sandra opened it to see her father. His eyes burned with righteous fire. I felt the slap from the other side of the house!“From this minute on. Have you tried the handle, in case it is unlocked? That supposedly happened to Harry Houdini once. He tried and couldn’t open a lock, for the simple reason that it was unlocked already, but actually, the story is not true, just a myth. Try it anyway, Frances.”“Reg, I had already thought to turn the handle and couldn’t move it. Why don’t you try it now, Reg.”Reg tried to turn the handle, but it would not budge beyond a certain point: it was indeed locked.She suggested, “It may be that the drugs. In fact, he started calling me awful names that grandma would of beated me for and began banging me against the fence as his dry humping went out of control. By the time he came on me he was fast stroking my bent over body and was almost keeping time with the bull. He lowered me to the ground and told me to go change my clothes.When I came out with an old sundress on, Uncle Bill was waiting for me near the picnic table with some milk and cookies. He told me that he was sorry that he scared me.
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