.more, nine...more, eight...more,” she counted down as she hit the bag, her hits becoming irregular and misplaced. As she counted a breathless “.....one...more!” She punched the bag with all her might, sending it swinging and putting her off-balance. A smile played across her lips as she hung on the bag, sweating and breathless. She held the bag for a few minutes, regaining her composure. As she started to cool down, she started shivering due to the cold sweat dripping from her body. The stone. He came over and cuffed my wrists tightly together. He connected a chain to each of my ankles, then connected the chain from my right ankle to my left wrist and the left ankle to my right wrist. I heard him get up and walk away. He had not given me permission to lift my head so I kept it glued to thedirty floor. "It will come here." he called. I lifted my head and my body up so I was on my knees. I then waddled over to him.As soon as I got there he told me to go back to the urinals.Then he had. I turned her over onto her front and without warning I delivered a hard handed spanking, she turned to look at me, her mouth agape, a slight smile formed as I pulled her hips up, her pert little bum in the air, I gave her another hard spanking, it was red raw by the time I'd finished. I rthen kissed her red cheeks and slipped a finger into her cunt. I have to say that I was a little surprised at how tight her hole was. It was a snug fit around my middle finger and she panted and moaned when I. She and I talked it over , it was to be a Saturday afternoon formal style " hootie tootie" invested ass kissing party. I laughed at how she described it. She said they had hired a professional chef and bar tender. All she would be required to do is carry a tray of drinks around for the guest. I asked my wife if her server back ground was why she was asked? She said that's what my boss wants me to believe but I think my legs in nylon did most of the work. I asked her if he told her what the pay.