A dark hair waitress came to take his order. She didn't smile. Instead she had a look of revulsion on her face. Not looking up at her face, he ordered...a beer. When his beer came, he gave her a Benjamin Franklin and told her to keep a running tab. Surprised he had the money, she took it and slipped it into the big pocket on her apron.By 7pm, more than four dozen beer bottles lined his table. With no solid food in his stomach, he was totally drunk! No one talked to him nor approached him except. Perfect I thought.Now for some real punishment , she had kept me waiting so long for the right time to give her what she so desparately longed for and I was ready to deliver. (we had agreed on a safe word should it be needed but I doubted that she would ever utter it).I had picked some pine fronds and branches and proceeded to lash out at her back and bottom, soon this was marking red and needles were embedding into her skin. Whimpers, gasps sighs and little cries she uttered some with pain. Hearing John behind her, Betty reluctantly releases her sucking mouth from Jake's ever growing dick. "Hurry John, let's move to where Jake can watch us, and you fuck me doggie style. Let him smell the bitch rag first tho so he will be sure to know what is happening."Betty gets around in front of Jake so he can't reach her and wiggles her luscious butt in the air as an immediate invite to John who is more than ready to FucK her. "Betty, you are so beautiful with your ass up in the air like that.. I remind her that she lost the last bet and she has to do what i want, but she refuses, I go into my bedroom and get my hand cuffs these are police issue she wont get out of these unit i let her. I ask her one more time to honor her bet but she refuses again, i tell her it ok you will one way or another she asks what does that mean. i tell her she can do it on her own or i will make her and it ok with me either way. walking at her she now sees the cuffs which she knows means she going to have.