I packed up my gear and met her at the door and we returned to the street, entered the limousine and were whisked to company headquarters. Ms. Smith ...as stunning and I tried not to stare as we chatted and she explained the sights on our trip to the studio’s corporate headquarters. We breezed through the studio lobby and an assistant showed us into a large office. A tall man with short-cropped salt and pepper hair and a reddish beard with streaks of white in it strode around the desk and. Garyregarded himself as a loser. He was a nobody and a nothing. He was soworthless that he deserved to be punished, and, since he was infinitelyunworthy, he deserved endless punishment, the crueler the better.Through suffering for others, he might, someday, become worthy byproviding a worthwhile service, as had, for example, the whipping boysof the middle ages. It was unseemly that a prince should be spanked orbeaten, for he was of royal blood. Therefore, when it was considerednecessary that a. “I think you actually NEED it, don’t you?” you persisted.I merely nodded my head, waiting for your instructions.Turning around, you bent over slightly and over your shoulder said, “I’ve always wanted a man to kiss my ass. Kiss it. Kiss it like you’re starving for it.”I’ve always been tempted to play with your perfect, tight ass but you never allowed it. Spreading your cheeks slightly with my hands, I got up on my knees and pressed my face into that soft divide. Pursing my lips I kissed that. My panties had become see through and both leg bands had fallen into my slit so those boys had seen virtually everything, I was so turned on by the thought that I pulled my panties off leaned back against the door put one foot up on the seat and jammed three fingers in my sopping wet pussy.I had my head back, eyes closed and was grunting and groaning as my juices ran down over my asshole, I opened my eyes and saw a young boy staring open mouthed straight at my fingers ramming my pussy, it was.