We'd all had a few good slices of pizza and some pop and by the time we left it was around midnight. The girls took me place that seemed like a bit of...a dive but the other girls that were there said it was a place that I would be certain to score. I wasn't surprised especially if you weren't fussy. It was more of a 'grab a granny' place than anything resembling a decent dance club.I grabbed a root beer and made my way into the throng of people huddled around the dance floor. The music was all. I had really gotten into the role of a slut that afternoon, when Hank called me into the conference room and told me to get up on the table so the executives could fuck me while I took turns sucking their cocks I had done it, trembling as I stripped first. I had taken off everything but my stockings and “fuck me” shoes, and then, naked, had done as Hank requested. I had truly become his slut, his company whore. Seven, or possibly eight men ... I lost count ... took turns on me all afternoon,. My eyes rolled upward, and suddenly my sweat-soaked body went limp. And then I felt… I felt like…He came. He came inside me; just in time. And I did not... After that, they had placed me in bondage, my eyes blindfolded and my mouth covered by a piece of cloth. My dress was tumbled down around my shoulders, baring my graceful ass cheeks…And that black guy Tommy was furious…. Because my husband was not answering his phone.Drawing off his leather belt, Tommy was about to whip me, and he ordered. I had noticed her when I first walked in the door, but hadn't thought much about her until my friends had left and I was left sitting at the bar alone. I caught a glimpse of her in the mirror, and I thought that she was watching me. I turned to get a better look at her and much to my amazement, instead of cloyingly looking away, she made and held eye contact, inviting me over to her table.I walked over and within minutes we had discovered that we had both been left by our business colleagues. I.