He grabs her up and sets her back onto the bar stool. Pulling her shirt up in one swift movement, he takes one of her nipples into his mouth. She spre...ds her legs even more to pull him closer. He smells amazing, and she knows he will taste just as good.Just then the door bell rings and John goes to answer it. Dinner has arrived and Amber quickly sets out plates and silverware. She pours more wine for herself and a glass for John as he sits down. They eat and talk and before long the table was. Removing her coat, she then slowly undid her blouse and slipped that off. Next she took off her trousers and she was stood over me wearing just a red bra and matching panties. She ordered me to pleasure her as I had taken pleasure from her clothes and made it very clear I needed to make her cum and quickly or she was going to make a whole lot of trouble for me. I reached forward and started to rub her through her panties. She lay on the bed and told me she liked to be tongued. So I gently moved. For that I'm going give you 10 cracks of my whip. It's going to hurt, but you're going to learn to love it."I bit my lip as he said this and braced myself for the pain that I was going to endure.The first crack hit my body like a bolt of lightening, pain sered through me. I felt my skin burn, and I cried out. "I told you it would hurt, that's what happens if you choose to disobey me you little slut" He landed the second crack as he said this. Weirdly though, I found it quite arousing, the pain. I’d been thrown into the Chicago River by a thug. I’d even had a one-day affair with a beautiful woman. I had followed a woman on a train, was taken on a private jet ride with my ex-wife’s husband, and I’d moved two billion dollars in assets. I’d survived another heart attack, and Thanksgiving Dinner. Now I was out on a movie date with my extraordinarily beautiful partner. And of all, only one of my contacts had actually died. I was definitely secret agent caliber.The fact that I spent most of.