I felt her hand came crashing across my left bum cheek followed quickly by another slap on my right cheek. I responded by yelping loudly as the sting ...ntensified with every slap of her palm. I almost started crying under her hand, but really bawled when I felt the smacks of that paddle across my butt.Despite all the training I had, it was impossible for me to hold my position, so it wasn’t long before Art paused long enough to pull her one leg from under me and put it across the back of my. .''Just that what...' I asked.We kept doing our filing jobs.'Just that CY said string and nothing else from the back, and the shaved smooth and clean.... That I'm not sure...'My juice leaked out and started to stain my panties.'I know... that string and only string and the smooth and clean cunt....that's you're not sure.... So you wanted to find out the truth?''Yes, So that I go home without any regret.''Sure. You're my guest today, and you are sacrificing your time for the project. I guess. She had a small office in one of the towers. Bob watched the street traffic through the window until the receptionist called his name.He was directed into a changing room, where he hung up his business clothes, stripped down to undershorts and put on the hospital-type smock that was lying over a chair. He opened the door in the back of the changing area, and entered a surprisingly well designed office. There was a large working desk with a computer and phone and a comfortable leather high-back. The first one got on the bed beside me and ran his hands up my stockinged legs, saying I looked like a hot little snow bunny…He then pulled up my tight black skirt, revealing my bare cheeks and the white tight satin thong. He squeezed and slapped my butt.He then pulled aside my thong, lubed up my asshole with some cold gel and he mounted me, invading my tight hole very slowly.I felt like a whore in a brothel, being bound, gagged and fucked by a perfect black stranger, with a very huge and hard.