”Phil pulls 3 beers out of the cooler. The first one goes in my panties, freezing my puss and soaking the front of my undies with condensation. Th...n he places one in each hand. I turn away from the bar and start my careful hobble over to the table. The men are cheering me on. “Thatta way beer slut.” “Careful now, don’t spill… we’d hate to see you get more punishment!”“That’s a sexy walk.”I make the way to the table and thrust my crotch at the nearest man. “Give a girl a hand will yah?” . This time I shall punish you in a much harsher fashion.”Good, I thought. Was I going crazy in thinking that? Not at all, I was getting extremely turned on and I’m sure the old woman knew it. Was she also, I wondered?I answered her, “Yes, mam,” in my most demurring manner. Inside my bod, I was excited and soaked.When she led me to the other platform, I meekly complied, even though I held myself back from racing over to the shackles. I guess it was true that she valued punishment over orgasm, but. Oh, shit, I got a hard-on. I pressed it against her butt. Damn, did that ever feel great. The only thing between us was my underwear and her nightgown. I didn't realize she didn't have any panties on. I never did this before with her but I slid my hand down onto her thigh. I pulled her nightgown up till I felt the skin of her thigh. Then slowly I slid my hand up under her nightgown. When I got to the top of her thigh, I found she didn't have any underwear on. I was totally aroused and yet. “Open your legs bitch, let me see the cunt I am going to fuck. Go on use your fingers; stretch that white slut cunt wide. You are going to feel my ten-inch slab of fuck meat deep in there.” The words alone that Joe growled were enough to make Sue’s cunt juices start to flow.As she did as she was told and looked at the man standing at the foot of the bed, she didn't know which feeling was the greater. One that wanted to feel him fucking her, or the fear of his mammoth cock ripping into her.