”The seated man picked up a small cup of espresso swimming in raw cane sugar and sipped it with a noncommittal look over the edge of the tiny cup.�...We got a gift party for the happy couple up at the villa on Friday night. You get that putz up there ready to sing and stone cold sober and we can let bygones be bygones. Capiese?”I assured him I did understand and almost ran back to Lenny in the basement church. He was actually praying and I thought it was funny, but kept a straight face and told. In her heels she was taller than me and I liked her sharp eyes looking down at me. Then she told me about her problem, and we discussed the matter. In the end, I told her I would give her some books on the topic, and we would sort things out. After a couple of drinks and some laughter and fun, Tammy had to leave, but I decided to stay and continue my conversation with Tory. Tammy did not say anything to me about Tory. She certainly knew that Tory a tranny, but didn’t say anything. It was not. Chapter Eleven: The ninth day of punishment is a lottery. The public is given the chance to paddle the repentant terrorist. Eight lucky winners each get to give her five swats with a special paddle. One lucky winner gets to finish the forty-six required for her punishment by laying six swats of the paddle across missy’s ass. The undercard is also part of the lottery. Three slaves in need of punishment will each receive 20 swats, again with one lottery winner delivering 5 of those swats. In. Very quietly I opened the door to the inner office just a crack. I could see five men and three women in various positions having all manner of sex. One of the women was on top of a man fucking in the Cowgirl position and leaning down low while another man entered her from the rear.My wife, the dirty slut, was sucking her boss on her knees while another fella that I didn't know took her doggy style. Her Boss, the man I had just talked to was head back in joyous pleasure while he held my wife's.