Do you think you can keep it down or should I gag you?"I'll be quieter Mistress," I whimpered."Of course you will," she smirked. I heard the intake of...her breath as she brought her hand down again and barely managed to hold back another scream as it connected. Jennifer caressed my reddening ass and I moaned again, my mind tormented by the pain and pleasure she was giving me. The next spank was just as hard as the first but Jennifer again caressed me afterwards."Hmm, I think we need to use. ”“Oh really?” Rachael and Ngozi chorused, looked at each other, with smiles on their faces; completely at a loss.“Yeah,” Christine said with a laugh, looking from her friends to me. “You guys can go, I will be here. Just make sure you come for me when you are done.” My joy knew no bounds on hearing those words. She, the one I had desired the most, was going to stay with me.“Cool,” Rachael said as she and Ngozi began to walk away from us, beer cans in their hands. “Just make sure you remember to. 00 by Sunday night or I have to get out on Monday and I have no where else to go." She began to sniffle a bit now and a few tears rolled down her cheeks. "There now. Don't cry." He said as he handed her a paper napkin to wipe her tears with. "How much money will you have by Sunday night?" "I only have a hundred now and I have never earned $650.00 in a weekend, ever." He knew that his opportunity had finally come and he wasn't going to throw it away. He had waited all of his sexual life for. How pathetic. But I’m hoping tonight will be the beginning of a new chapter in my life.“Hey, are you Dana?” says a gravelly voice behind me. I turn on my bar stool and my eyes widen at the figure in front of me. He is slightly muscular with bright blue eyes and blond curly hair, my favourite. “Yeah that’s me!” I say as I blush a little, hoping that it’s dark enough in the bar for him not to notice. He orders a whiskey sour as we talk about our careers, our families and our pastimes.Before I.