She was around fifty, five feet six inches tall, a voluptuous size 14, long blond hair, dressed in stiletto heels and a very short white dressing gown...that emphasised her sun tanned legs and finished way above her knees. Obviously, a class act.“This is Mobo, my minder and personal assistant. His birthday today, I want to give him a present he will long remember.”He was a black French African, around six feet, three inches tall with a very athletic build, dressed in a short, white dressing gown. He hold me from my wist as he started to ram me against the wall as he was squeezing my breast and the other cover my mouth. He was driving me crazy as he pounding me and my ass was only cover from him fulling going into me. I was screaming and moaning out of my mind. He started fucking me so hard my feet were no longer on the floor. By that point all of his dick was in me. I felt his balls slap my clit a few times.He started to grunt from me moaning and screaming. I could tell he was about to. Finally, after what seemed like hours (but was only five minutes), She looked down at me with a scowl on her face."Did I displease You?" I asked in a quiet voice almost a whimper."Did you do as you were supposed to this morning?" She asked in a stern voice.My eyes dropped to the floor and my heart began to race as I replied, "No Mistress, I forgot and am very sorry." Sorry?!!" she bellowed, "you will find out what sorry is for not doing as asked!"She stood up, almost knocking me over, walking. She lead me down the hall to the guest bedroom. I was not ready for what was next. The door flew open and there in the middle of the room was a post with hand cuffs attached. A quick look around the room exposed a deeper side of her. This was a fuckin dungeon. She lead me over to the post and cuffed my almost naked ass up to it and tied a silky black blindfold over my eyes. As she turned to leave the room she told me not to go anywhere. The Real Fun Ensues I stood there cuffed to a pole for.