“If you have to keep getting up to change music we’ll probably be best with none!” I suggestedBob sat back in his chair and said“Time to lap d...nce baby!”I strutted around his chair three times, rubbing my gloved hand on his tanned shaved head. Standing to his left, I d****d my left leg over his thighs and lowered myself on to his crotch. Surprise! Surprise! Bob was erect and quite an erection it was. I slid my thronged crotch back and forth along his. My mind was startled as His cock felt. .. and if the young men in that choir were already aroused then so too were the young ladies. In this state of affairs it was the naked Polly Legett, eliminated from the pageant in the third round, that turned to the naked guy next to her and whispered, “I hope you don’t go swinging that pole of yours around too much or I might just have to jump on it right here and now. For some reason I am feeling just so horny. I can even feel some of my own sex juices starting to trickle down the inside of. " The men in the queue watched the seamed stockings strut off; some had half a mind to follow the magnificent woman themselves. The women around me giggled audibly. A large woman with horn rimmed glasses looked at me with scorn."Yes, you be sharp about it!" She sneered. My failure to respond confirmed to her that I was a wimp. She and the other women watched with utter contempt as I carried the bags of shopping away to the car; they would treat themselves to their favourite vibrators on. Myfeet were on the floor, my head was resting on a couch cushion, and myass was defenselessly sticking up in the air. As I waited with nervousanticipation at the whipping I knew was coming, I was very surprised athow excited I was. Mistress came over and whipped me twice with the belt.It felt very good!This was not right! I should not be enjoying this, I should not have ahard on from being dressed as a slut, bent over a couch with my ass openfor anything Mistress desired, and being whipped with.