With my kinky mind, I came up with quite a variety of items. Things like spanking implements, clips, oils, powder, rubber gloves, sanitation liquid, b...by bottles, and pacifiers etc…Our party host provided me a large one bedroom suite. I set the room up with all of the chairs, table and sofas focused on where I would stand and introduce and the parameters of the event. The room accommodated about twenty tushies. Ooh-la-la!I threw all of my whimsical and kinky novelties out on the tables and. I had thought that maybe they were fucking but now it was just plain obvious. I was absolutely starving. ‘Fuck this!’ I thought. Just as I was about to grab my coat to quickly nip across the street, Ashleigh came back into the foyer. I was stood there just staring at her. She wasn’t smirking or pretending to act cool. She was bawling her eyes out. She just stood at the door looking at me as I looked at her. I could see the pain and shame in her eyes. She broke the stare and turned her head. It is very romantic. The band begins to play a slow song and Jim asks me to dance. When we get to the dance floor, Jim takes me in his arms and holds me close to him. My breast presses into his chest. I know he can feel it. I lay my head against his. He can really dance good. In a few minutes, I feel him beginning to get hard and pressing against my thigh. His chest is massaging my breast. I am beginning to get turned on. Suddenly I notice that I have pressed my pubic bone against his . I couldn't move or yell! I watched as she left the room and soon returned my a black nylon bag. From the bag she pulled out a short leather crop. I thought, "My God, she is going to whip me!" Sure enough, she began caressing my legs, thighs, stomach, and breasts with it. If I could have screamed I certainly would have. She announced, "Are you ready slut?". I watched in terror as she raised the crop and began to whip my legs. I nearly jumped a foot off of the bed in pain as it landed. She.