A bit further there was a parking lot where I could leave my car and where she would meet me.So at 21:00 I arrived at the parking lot, which was empty...and there was a beautiful blond woman waiting for me. She looked at me and said? you got your stuff with you, slave?? ?Yes, Mistress, I have?. ?Ok follow me, we will cross the road and go into the forest. Once we are at the bridge, you have to put your blindfold on.? So we crossed the street which was quiet busy and we went into the dark forest.. I wince when the paddle connects with my ass the first time. Even though I know its coming it still stings so much. Another firm whack continues as he silently warms my backside. More whacks follow until I am nearly in tears, my panties not providing much of a shield against the paddle. I hear him going through the lamp stand and the familiar sound of him testing the scissors to make sure they haven't rusted. “Do you want to keep these panties?” I shake my head no. These were a gag gift from my. Your Grandfather wouldn’t do it at first. Sometimes a master has to be trained. That’s why you’re here today, Jimmy, to start your training.” “We whips you?” “Sometimes, but he usually just paddles me. For the past thirty years or so he has paddled me every day with his hand or a hairbrush. The hand isn’t the best thing to paddle a women with, it really doesn’t hurt very much but we both like the feeling. There are times when other things are necessary and you will learn how to use them,. ....before I could do anything at all, it happened. Grandpa pushed back, the stranger pushed forward, and I felt my cock head pop into my old man’s hole as the stranger behind me popped his cock head into my married hole. I was kind of shocked, stunned, wasn’t sure what to do... I was bare in an old man I don’t know, a stranger was bare in me behind me, and I noticed a few of the men watching were now recording or taking pictures... I got scared, and knew I had to get OUT of there. And that’s.