My latex briefs were pulled down exposing my imprisoned cock. A bar stool was placed under my butt for me to sit on. Mistress began putting me in 7? ...allet boots, and before I knew it they were fastened on my feet. A belt was wrapped around my ankles to keep them together and then the hoist drew my up until I was teetering on my very painful toes. Mistress must have brought the boots, because I had purposely left them behind. Mistress whispers in my ear that I will pay for my mistake of not. She sat up, and told me she wanted to fuck her hard. I didn't disagree, i got up, bent her over he bed, and slid my dick deep into her pussy, i wasn't expecting it to be so tight honestly, i fucked her harder and harder as i went, she was beginning to get louder moaning out “ oh fuck, goddamn, your dick feels sooo good inside me, i haven't felt a dick like this since before Roger”( Roger was her boyfriend at the time) knowing i was fucking the shit out of my enemies girlfriend i grabbed her hip. The crowd went deathly silent. I looked at Doreen and winked at her. The barker handed me ninety six dollars and asked, “Will you be back?” “Maybe,” was all I replied. I bent down to pick up my shirt. Doreen stepped on it with one foot and lifted the hem of her dress up to the top of her thighs. I stared at her smooth, slender, shapely legs and smiled as the crowd whistled and hollered. “I hope you fuck longer than you fight,” She said to me, and asked, “You a hitter?” “I’m farmer. As to. I crossed it out. Bill noticed that right away. ‘I think that’s the least I’ve earned considering the work I’ve already done for you.’ He looked hurt and a bit disappointed. ‘Yeah, but five percent?’ ‘Would three percent be asking too much?’ ‘I was thinking more in the lines of 35 percent.’ He looked aghast. ‘Are you joking?’ ‘Of course I’m joking!’ I wrote in a new percentage and initialed the correction. I signed the papers and handed them to the lawyer who was standing by. ‘I’m the majority.