Quietly i sneak back into the room, reaching into my bag, i pull out a leather wrapped paddle and bring it hard across one of your ass cheeks, hearin... you squeal around your ball gag, I bring it down against your other ass cheek just as hard. I alternate cheeks smacking your ass hard, watching it turn from white to bright red into a crimson red. i walk around the table looking at you, i notice the tears sliding down your cheeks from underneath the blindfold. I remove the gag and whisper into. So I'd seen Mr Beckford at the house a few times but I don't think I'd ever spoken to him. I mostly stayed in my room when Dad had his friends over. One afternoon, I was walking home from school with my friend, Lisa, when Mr Beckford pulled up next to us in his car and offered to give us a ride home. I figured it was cool, because Mr Beckford was a friend of my Dad's. We dropped Lisa off first but then, instead of taking me home, Mr Beckford drove up to Potter's Wood. I didn't know what was. I was feeling something new for the first time it was feeling good.But I did not react when I turned my face towards his side, as he was in standing position his pants was right in front of me and I cud see a bulge on it. Now slowly he moved his hand further down and stopped just above my puss.And then started to massage as he was checking he touched my puss as well. It was feeling great for me. He might have noticed, he said he needs to put the stethoscope on my bare stomach to check as it was. He pulled out of her and started pulling his pants back up. “Huh? Yeah, I like it. Listen, sweetheart, I completely forgot that I have somewhere that I have to go. I’m sorry for cutting this short, but if you want to, you can go to the VIP lounge and tell them that I sent you. You should get unlimited drinks there, okay. Have a nice night.” He ran out of the club without even saying goodbye to his teammates and got into his car and headed to his house, the whole way debating whether he should.