As pre-planned, I just tie her hand keeping them inside the hooks beside my king sized bed and tied her legs too. Then got my actual view of her ass. ... just lost my control and jumped on her like a fucking hungry lion and started to slap her ass with my leather belt continuously. For a while, she didn’t understand what I am doing and tears rolled in her eyes. I didn’t show any mercy and continued to slap her ass with a belt and my hand parallel. After a while, she calmed a bit and I took this. Therefore I could possibly blackmail my soon to be ex-wife and obtain the best divorce terms possibly. That would give me some satisfaction and justice. But, Robbie needed to be taught a lesson, as well...I recalled my granddad's solution to a predator all those years ago. I took the rest of the day off and contacted a top divorce lawyer. I got an appointment for the next day and took the next two days off work. I went to my parents and I told them what I had found out. A little while later, my. My mom gets home from work around six and we eat whatever she brings home. She is a chef at a country club so we eat whatever they serve for dinner that night. Tonight felt off, my mom seemed really stressed but was trying to hide it. "What's wrong mom?" "Nothing baby, just some stupid rich people thinking they are entitled everything at work today." "Do I have to beat someone up?" I asked, getting up from my chair. Bomb stood from his layed down position at my feet and. .. model them for me," he mumbled, never taking his eyes off of the game.She went back to their bedroom, slipped off her clothes and sat down to smooth her signature scent vanilla body lotion all over herself before she slid her stockings and other undergarments on and then went to take the first dress out of the wrapper.Several minutes later, she appeared in the doorway, deliberately timing her appearance with the beginning of a commercial break. "What do you think? Will your boss like it?".