Many suspected the office was bugged. Karen was almost positive. There were too many of John's cronies' cars parked in the church lot and none of the ...wners in sight once she entered the church and made a cursory look around. They were all somewhere. The locked, soundproof choir room was a safe bet.She knocked on the door to the Pastor's office and the door opened to let her in. There was Eve, spread-eagled over John's large oak desk, naked and fucked, sore and sticky with her wide crotch aimed. I looked at her in all of her glory as if she was an angel sent from above heaven and poured like water into the cup of my life. As I wonder how there could be such beauty. (She had long dark red hair and was 5’ 2 medium sized breast but that didn’t matter to me she was perfect.) After a few minutes passed by she started playing with my zipper on my pants, opening it and pulled by penis out and started stroking it. I got hard immediately and she started stroking harder. I started caressing her. How do you do that?”I shrugged. “Natural talent, I guess. Surely his other friends bring him home blasted some times.”I didn’t know how to take her answer. “He doesn’t have any other friends, Jaime. All the rest want something from him, or he wants something from them. With those guys, you don’t just hang out. Every party is a business meeting; every social event is just an opportunity to network. It’s all about the Benjies, baby.”“That can’t be true, when he’s around me we rarely talk about. If you choose to use it, once astride, simply start the stop-watch mounted on the end. Every minute you endure counts as 1 stroke, but..." I paused to ensure my plaything listened carefully. "You must use the equipment in the way you have been shown, and in the same order, get that wrong and you receive all 200 strokes with the cane."I guided my girl back to the cell. "You have until morning to use the equipment, the cell door will not be locked, the dungeon will be," I pointed the crop towards.