She’s athletic so it hurt my hand when it landed, but the pain was worth it. I started to rub her buns between slaps mostly because it was more of a...fun spanking than a discipline spanking and because I was trying to discern if she was wearing panties underneath those bulky sweatpants.I continued to spank her, and as I did, she released a few little moans mostly just a short little “Oof” type of expression.“You know what comes next Fi,” I said to her as I pulled her crimson hair back from. I was not untied until it was time to go to bed last night.When my key holder took me down, she attached a set of hand cuffs around my wrists and locked them together behind my back. I don’t want you touching yourself tonight my key holder said. I knew something was up. My wife stood in front of me and pressed her naked breasts against my chest. She held my arms behind my back as my key holder secured the locks.After the second hand cuff was locked securely on my wrist. My wife let my arms go. .. you'll have to earn it. Close the door." His anger frightened me a bit but I tentatively walked the short distance and closed the door. The next thing I knew a hard smack landed on my ass and made it sting. "Fuck!" I shrieked, surprised by it. My back slammed against the door and my boss's hand slid up under my skirt, making it ride up and rest on my hips. "You'd like that wouldn't you," he huffed in my ear and rubbed my wet pussy hard with his big hand. "I see how you prance around like a. Your cute bikini bottoms appearing as you turn away from me. Sticking your ass out to me provocatively. My hand grabs your cheek and then I squeeze it hard."All in good time, my little fucktoy."At those words, you take off your sports bra and modestly cover yourself rapidly in your bikini facing the open car door. I spin you around to face me once more and for the first time smile into your eyes"Good girl."I take your hand and lead you down the beach to the ocean. The beach is almost deserted.