CD And Trucker

Without too much thought I answered, "Yes." And then I kissed him real hard to let him know I
thought his idea was going to be good for both of us.
His return kiss was nice, but I could tell this serious conversation had definitely killed our mood. Crap!
I could tell he felt it too.
Then he looked at me with a funny smile on his face, "Baby, would you reach back in the sl**per and
get my hat for me?"
A strange request; but I guess now that we had decided the trip was on, this seemed like as good a
time as any to prove I'd do whatever my man told me to do. So I started crawling back between the
seats and in an instant Hank shoved his meaty arm on the back of my neck and f***ed my face into
the mattress.
He was holding me down with one arm f***efully; and then I felt him lift my skirt and pull down my
panties.
'Oh shit I thought'
"Baby, I want you to know that you are never to bite my lip again."
SMACK..."ouch"
SMACK..."owee"
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK..."ow, ow, ow"
My cries of protest were muffled in the mattress. I don't think Hank held back, his spanking really
hurt. After about 15 spanks I felt them. And I couldn't believe it.
Tears were running down my cheeks. Real ones. My man was giving me a spanking for something I
probably deserved. And not only were there tears, but I was also excited. My cock was rock hard.
Here I was, not just play-acting the submissive girl to a guy, I really was one. A dominant and much
bigger guy than me had chosen a spanking to arouse our passion again. But more important than
that, he was making sure I knew my place in our new relationship. And despite the pain and the girlytears
the spankings produced, I was more excited than I had ever been before; knowing I was
actually living out my dream to be a trucker's woman.
The spankings finally stopped, and I was still crying a little. Hank lifted his arm from my neck. I looked
over my shoulder. Shit, he was taking his jeans down and I could see his cock was huge, almost angry
looking. The look in Hank's face was not so much rage, but a ferocity that told me he was not playacting
the 'big tough trucker'. The spankings had got him as hot as they had got me. The look in his
eyes told me there was nothing I could do to stop what was going to happen next.