I enter the bar it is fairly quiet tonight although still early, I nod to a couple of acquaintances who smile back, I will make this a good night. ... I sit at the bar talking to Caesar our resident Brazilian bartender, he makes great cocktails, he knows that it’s my birthday so is mixing me a special cocktail, secret family recipe, he makes me smile. I have had two or three of Caesars specials and now have a very warm glow I look around the bar to see if there is anyone to hook. Once she found a pair she started back for the shop floor but before she got there, she decided to have a bit more fun and, reaching her hand into her pocket, turned her butterfly up to middle power. Instantly an explosion of pleasure erupted from her pussy and for a brief moment she was unsure if she’d continue to be able to stand. Once she had regained her composure though she returned to the shop floor and handed the man the jeans. “Here you are sir, is there anything else I can help you. "I told your friends you were beingpunished and were sent to your room for a few days Timmy. But I didn'tmention that the reason you are being punished is because I caught youin my things. Maybe I should tell them you're a little priss?" Madgeexplained.She giggled slightly as she watched Timmy who was now hunched, face downover a black metal bench of sorts, with padded black leather cushions atthe knees, elbows and stomach and chest. The bench adjusted as Timmylaid over the padded bench,. Dont worry, Katy. Im here its okay. I smiled at her to assure her she was alright. When her pain had subsided, I started to move in and out her. Slowly, she began moan in what I knew to be cries of pleasure. She was getting wetter by the second as I started gaining speed. I flipped her over so she could have control of how fast she wanted it. I grabbed her ass as she began picking up rhythm. She had her eyes closed. I could tell she was in ecstasy as her moans got louder. She began to ride my.