Now I have never done a lot of bondage, so I think it was the newness and anticipation of what was going to happen, but I was soon feeling horny as he...l. Then, just before the girls were to arrive, Bob took shipping grade plastic stretch wrap and wrapped both of us so our arms were trapped to our sides and our backs were secured to the back of the chairs. He had just finished when his phone buzzed. The ladies were in the drive. He told them to come on in and make themselves at home. In the back of the room, way over in the corner of the room was the very wide dark oak chair. When I first saw it, I thought it must have been specially made for a heavy weight person, and walked right by the chair. But when my wife Nancy saw it, she called me over to look at it again.“Look at this chair, Clyde.” My wife said. “I think it would work perfectly for your spankings.”“I don’t know what you are talking about?” I replied.“Just knell on the chair for me and spread your legs.” My wife. I did it slow while moving my arched back up and down. One man came so close up behind me that I could feel his hot breath on my ass. He slid a twenty-dollar bill down my ass crack. I gripped it between my cheeks before letting him put it in the band of my thongs. While the song came to an end, I picked up my money and ran my hands all over my body. When I look back on my first dance, I get mad with myself. It was absolutely horrible. I didn’t even remember to take off anything except. Paper planes were still in the air and crunched papers rolls missed the trash can. The slight murmurs of banter with the opposite sex became whispers before dying down once and for all. Everyone had their eyes fixated on the door and were waiting eagerly for the wretch to show up.I was expecting a huge unkempt convict to show up. But to mock my expectations showed up young women. She was small, fair and tidy, and wearing a red saree she emerged from the door. She was smiling earnestly. She was.