As we held hands my mind was racing with dirty, wet & hard fuck images. I rubbed his leg and he rubbed my little hand. I wanted so bad to touch his bi... cock and to rub it tell he cummed on my hand. Sadly, my arms were too short and he was too far away.We finally made it to the movie theater, and it seemed like it was going to be a nice date. My master knows of my sexual, hot & dirty thoughts that race though my mind but I was unsure of his thoughts at the time. We got some pop corn, and worried. It seemed as if I had a talent eventhe ruler of the gods lacked. It was both satisfying and humbling at thesame time."I asked Susan to join us," The Judge went on. "Officer Mercer will behere, too. I want them to see if anything has been missed." Again, hefailed to introduce the attractive blonde.I nodded, wishing I had at least downed a cup of coffee before jumpingback into my work. I was more than a little uncomfortable relating astory in this fashion. Besides, The Judge seldom asked to view. He torments me for a while longer and then asks,“Are you ready to swear to obey me yet?” I try an evasion, “I, I want to talk with you,please let me up. I, I want to talk and—” Mike reaches for the thinest of the paddles andresumes the spanking, harder this time. CRACK!! WHACK!!WHACK!! WHACK!!! CRACK!!! I try to wiggle, I moan, Icry, I sob, I beg. “It HURTS, OUCH! PLEASE, please I’ll be good, Ipromise.” Sniffle, sob. . I can feel my breath getting laboured, feel my pulse beating as heat rushes to my cheeks. But I do as you ask, and as I suspect the barman again has his eyes on my chest, watching the way your fingers dance over my nipples, as he walks back to us with the drinks. And then your hands are gone, you have moved around me to sit on the barstool next to me and push my legs apart to that you can press your knees between mine. I feel the air against my damp pussy and wonder how much you are able to.