Bella sat down at the table and folded her napkin in her lap, right as her uncle and Anne walked in together, Anne had chosen a very tight fit dress, that split up the leg to the hip showing off almost all she was supposed to be hiding. Bella’s mother, had been a very beautiful woman of dutch decent. Unsure what to do she stayed still, as his fingers splayed over her ass cheek and gripped it gently. Unsure what to do she stayed still, as his fingers splayed over her ass cheek and gripped it gently. knowing what she must do she stood and bent over the bed, bracing herself with her hands. Her hair had fell down her back in ringlets of auburn chestnut and she smelled of the roses in which she planted. “Bella, you must lift the dress, or take it off”, he said quietly, knowing that the spanking must be done bare. Her uncle was very handsome. Bella fell on her bed crying, trying to understand why her uncle needed to marry such a horrid woman.
