We returned to the house put on some music and played some cards on the front porch. We started to drink sometime after lunch and over our first drink...the question of the night before was once again broached. I told Amy that I was still nervous but I would give it a try on one condition. She asked “what condition is that.”I told her if she was willing to show me the pictures she took of herself I would pose for her.She asked if I wanted to have another drink, I nodded. She returned with two. But... Do you know what only six strokes on your bare flesh feels like? It’s very painful. Yes ... try out six hard strokes sometime and you’ll get an idea of what I have to endure. I almost pleaded with her. How stupid of me. If I had, she probably would have given me some extras. “Head down the pan, bottom up high,” she ordered in that crisp tone of hers. I didn’t delay. Not so long ago I’d been in the same position to be fucked, now I am to be thrashed. I feel my nates clenching. It was sponsored by the Chamber of Commerce and there must have been at least two hundred people in attendance. The Chamber arranged for minibus service for anyone who was concerned about drinking and driving. I know a number of people had booked rooms in a couple of the local hotels to avoid having to drive. It was an occasion where I would wear my little used suit, dress shirt, and tie. The last time I'd had it out of the garment bag was for my court appearance in September.I arrived just. The woman clearly had control problems and was particularly nasty sounding. Her husband just looked at me with a sort of helpless look regarding his wifes tone of voice. Once they were gone I asked Jackie what that was about, she just shrugged. I told her that as far as I knew it was normal for girls to walk around in their night clothes just before getting to bed as long as they didnt really show anything. Jackies face lit up. She said you mean I can walk around in my night shirt with you and.