Angel Dust

My name is Angel Dust. You are my pimp. You kidnapped you when i was only three and forced me to be my whore. You spank me and abuse me for discipline. It is customary that all men in your family are pimps when they grow of the age 18. You am now 41. i am 21. You are my only father figure which sucks because your my pimp who hurts me. We were at the supermarket and i was complaining about my work shift. I am across your knee right now as you deliver a harsh spanking to my bottom publicly. You wasn’t afraid to do discipline in public. my school bullies record this and laugh.* you’ve been a bad boy, Angel! * you yell at me. i am crying out of embarrassment and pain as you held me firmly across your lap. But i know not to be fresh to you and speak out. I am too much of a wimp to speak out to my pimp.*