.manly.I start the car and turn for home. Never taking my eyes off the road for fear I may be being checked out...... or that I might catch a glance ...f myself in the rear view mirror.Surreptitiously again, I pull into the underground car park, and make for the lift. They are both on upper floors. In the time I have to wait I see a man approaching through the car park. He is in his 50s, and I vaguely recognise him from another floor.I can feel my apprehension rising. Although I had encountered. Nine PM found me at CiCi's Pizza Buffet but I was also ready for work. I wore the parka that was either made for a horse blanket or a cheap Mexican throw rug. I never knew which but I did know that I liked it. I took off the parka and looked around. I had no idea who I was looking for so I decided to act as though I weren't looking for anyone. To do that I paid the cashier and then went through the buffet. I loaded up a plate since I really do like pizza.I was sitting with a coke and a plate. Trailing the tip down your back and between your buttocks made you squirm. Starting slowly, I hit you rather gently a few times, warming up my arm and your butt. After about a dozen blows, I started swinging harder, giving you another dozen that left light red marks on your ass. You moaned in obvious disappointment when I stopped, so lost in your submission that you were eager for the pain."Don't worry, baby," I said soothingly. "We're just getting started."The belt made a loud swish. As I drove, I also worried at a nagging thought that had occurred to meas I was tying the sissy up.She seemed familiar to me!I was a long time cd admirer and spent a good amount of time checkingout the sites on line that featured cds.I suddenly flashed on a cd bondage blog that featured hundreds ofpictures of cds in various kinds of bondage.I realized that the sissy in the back of my car was on that site and, infact, ran it. There were numerous pictures of her there and on othersites and I.