People were dancing, laughing and generally having a good time. I decided to try to fit in and hope that the evening would end sooner than later. As s...on as we walked through the door, Jim Stevens came over and gave me a weak hand shake. I felt like I'd touched a snake. He glared lasciviously at Kelly, taking her hand and giving it a long kiss, totally ignoring my presence. My blood pressure caused my head to start pounding. It wouldn't have taken much more to knock him out right there. I could. When it came down there was a resounding slap, the jiggle of her ass, and a sting running through my hand.She let out a gasp and then said, “Oh God honey, you have no idea how badly I have need that. Don’t hurt your hand, use a wooden spoon, and make me so sore that I can’t sit down for a week. Please! Since my father died I haven’t had a good spanking and I’m in desperate need of one.”Crystal handed me the big wooden spoon from the kitchen. I raised it up and lowered it with some force. My. They have been passed over, and have never had a lot of attention from good looking guys. When you get them into bed, there isn't anything they won't do. I am telling you now, if you want a girl who will lick your asshole, gag on your cock, let you fuck her pussy and her ass, look for the girl in the bar who exudes confidence and sexuality, and wears a size 16.The same thing goes for the girls who are...less pretty. They have to work for their affection and when you pay a little attention to. I felt myself being tossed into the back of a truck of some kind, and covered with hay.It seemed about three hours later, that I was hauled out the truck, and allowed to fall on the ground. I was forced into some sort of building, and my blindfold was taken off. It was a farmhouse kitchen. I looked up to see myself surrounded by a number of rough looking men, and three women who were armed with an assortment of weapons.The men there were arguing about what to do with me, in a mixture of Flemish.