Taking a quick check behind me, I snuck through a gap between the barriers, before making my way down the cobbles. Builders waste was strewn everywher... as I walked further down. Large sections of the wall had been demolished, revealing the cavernous insides of the buildings normally disguised between the arches, below the railway line. Fascination took over me as I peered into the darkness. I gasped, as I felt a strong arm pluck me from the ground by my waist and spin me around; slamming me. That single word sent a thrill throughout my body.The rest was easy, I just installed a trigger to put her back into this state anytime I wanted and put in some instructions, nothing too radical but a bit sexual."Nora," I instructed, "You will trust me implicitly, everything we do together will be fun. You know I will never hurt you."Well, you can see where this is all going; I was trying to make her more adventurous and happy with her sex life. It wasn't going to happen overnight, of course,. She asked what I would do. I said, as nicely as you please, "They pay to see me fuck." She looked at me. I laughed. "Crazy, huh?" I said, "But it's the truth. They pay to see a guy screw." But who will you do it with?" she asked dumbly.It was just the question I wanted her to ask. "Oh, anybody, I suppose. I've been thinking of getting in touch with Ruthie or Bev. They'd probably be willing to screw me in public."I waited for the hook to sink into her cheek. It did. She said, "Does it have to be. And he needs to take Emma’s shawl from her to carry in front of him as they leave.As they climb and sit in the trolley for the final part of the tour Emma whispers to him, “Daddy, did I do a good job? Are you happy?”Donald lifts her shawl from his lap enough for her to see the large bulge in his pants and tells her, “Yes, baby, you have made Daddy very happy.”Everyone on the trolley hears the light peal of Emma’s laughter. Somehow the glow over Emma since being spanked and starting on this.