Kirsty placed a matching pair of baby pink stiletto heels on my feet and a long blonde wig on my head.“And now.” said Miss Hoover. “Can we have ...he guest of honour on stage please?” Who was she talking about? A lady at the back of the room stood up and proceeded to walk to the front of the audience. You know the feeling you get when you receive a horrendous shock, well I was about to experience this. The woman walked up onto stage, upon removing her dark glasses and hat I realised who it was…it. " I whispered as I bent over and kissed his package. Out the door I flew before he could say a word. I slowly walked home enjoying the sultry summer evening. I only lived about a block from the club. "WAKE UP, WAKE UP!!" Some one was shaking me and trying to get me up. I was very groggy and it took me a few minutes to focus on what was happening. I had fallen into a dead sleep and just couldn't seem to figure everything out. Finally, I realized that it was Bruce shaking me. "This. I could almost feel his eyes rivetted to the tight opening between my spread cheeks. I felt like a complete slut and wriggled my little bottom at him.He spanked me again, hard. After ten slaps, I broke my silence for the first time, begging him to stop. "No more, please stop. I'll do anything you want" but as arranged, he continued spanking me untill my bottom was hot and I was close to tears. He still hadn't said a word.I was gasping for breath when he finally finished and my bottom was. I can't get you out of my mind, I said." This seemed to be more information that he was ready to handle, so I helped him off with his coat, saying as I did, Paul, I'm going crazy... I need to feel your hands on me. And when he hesitated, I added, NOW!" We sat on the couch. I recall sitting with my knees curled under me. 'Touch me, ' I said, pleadingly." Are you sure?" he asked, "Is this some kind of prank, or something?" He looked at me, uncertain as to how to proceed."Paul, haven't you ever.