The pale pudgy husband shackled to the chrome bars was wearing a stupid looking Cheshire cat grin. It seems in spite of it all he was giddy? Robbie wa... bemused by the concept. About the billionaire’s middle-aged waist, amongst the folded flaps of excess fat, was a belt affixed with a cuckold’s cock-lock mechanism. The Plexiglas cock cage was coated with dried cum. Rob almost chuckled at how pathetic his über wealthy employer looked. Obviously the poor fellow had been unable to control himself. "Are you ready?" Bobby asked.Jason nodded and followed Bobby to his car. They rode in silence towardsElizabeth's home. Jason shook his foot nervously on the floor of the car.He feared what they would make him do next. Bobby parked his car in frontof her home. Bobby and Jason exited the car and headed for her front door.Bobby knocked upon Elizabeth's door. Jason's hung his head, as he wonderedwhat else awaited him. Elizabeth came to the door, but she put her hand upinstead of inviting them in.. The Whip Master spoke sharply to the males and cracked a whip loudly on the stage floor. They dropped their hands and stood at attention now."And you Ms. Rigers", Jason announced, pointing his finger at the female, "better lose your fucking attitude if you hope to get out of here with your ass intact! For starters unclench those fists and let your arms hang naturally while standing erect and making eye contact with these public spirited folks who have come to see you punished!"She complied for. Fucking Skank, what shit are you on.Please, you are wrong you don’t….Shut the fuck up with the bullshit, every one of you Bitches has someBULLSHIT sob story.Her head jerked the other way. Oh the little slut is crying. What’s a matterthe cops being mean to you or you miss the black dick.Tears ran down the little Bitch’s eyes as the Sergeant ran his hand overher cunt. Violently he rammed his dick inside her. A spot light lit up the scene as another cop car came into the alley.Hey boys,.