Today her wrists were still a bit sore too. She thought she might take in a shower. Last night Cliff, or Daddy as she knew him, had managed to tie her...to either end of the Rover tailgate, before spanking her naughty little bottom with the polo whip.'Poor daddy,' she thought to herself, having tied her ankles tightly together with the purple polo bandages, he had found it hard to forge his large cock into her slight little pussy. 'Anyway, boys will be boys,' she mused. Nevertheless her wrists. I remove my belt and tell her “I have some questions for you, how honest you are with me will determine how this conversation goes” she sits back and shakes her head that she understands. “How long have you been doing this?” “This was my first time, nobody has answered the ad.”I take my belt and slap it across her legs the slap rings loud and she gives a wince that it really hurt.“Im going to ask you again”“I don’t know exactly, a few”“Has anyone answered?”“Yes… a few”“How many?”“Three..”“Does. For the next two weeks it had been more of the same. Every night the limo would take her somewhere, be waiting for her when she came out, and the driver always pulled over somewhere and 'took his tip'. The clients that John was sending her to were such sorry specimens that she began to look forward to her sessions with the chauffeur, at least he was able to bring her to orgasm. By the end of the second week she'd had enough. She put her phone on the answering machine and settled down to read. " I began to walk back to their room.I stood there next to the bed, she sat down in a comfy looking chair they had put in there for this occation, with her legs spread showing off her perky tits and pussy. I got in their bed on my hands and knees so I could face her, getting a few pillows under my chest for comfort. He got up behind me and laid his cock against my ass asking if I was ready. I said yeah and he slowly slid it in, it was so big and felt so amazing, his warm cock inside me, resting.