I was shocked I hadn't gotten any of the normal signs this was coming. She giggled a sexy laugh, and said lights green and sat back in her seat. I tol... her, I see your not playing fair today.She said nope, fuck it you could end up in my ass before you take me back home. I couldn't believe she was being so bold and sluty with no heads up this was coming. I was getting upset cause I could've brought toys or my whips. I just knew she was up to something. Turn right here she said pointing to a. I heard she was arrested in the 80s around the time they closed two strip clubs owned and run by Harper for being rather less than properly run. I’m told the strippers turned tricks and Harper took the money.’‘So why Prosser?’'She was called Liz Masters back then. Her history is really hard to unravel and I think that it’s deliberate. I cant find any trace of her before 1995. The only reason I think Masters is her is that there’s a picture of Masters in our archives and she looks like Prosser. "I've planned a surprise for you," Monique said, interrupting his thoughts of Jean. "Remember the experience we discussed this afternoon? Well, I've arranged for us to attend a very special party tonight." A party, what good will that do me? I've been to thousands already and it's never helped yet." I said a special party, Kevin, and I mean a very special one. Men and women do things to each other. Good things," she grinned slyly, waiting amusedly for his reaction. It certainly would be one of. I feel my ass starting to burn and I shake my head, I hear him laugh as he starts striking my ass with the paddle, making my ass clench around the ginger intensifying the burning sensation. I moan and whimper my ass burning and growing hot from the paddling and my nipples are aching and sore from the weighted clamps.I cry and beg him to stop even though I can feel my pussy dripping wet. He can see my swollen, wet pussy and just laughs and swaps to the many tailed whip and I scream as the first.