Just a flash of that devilish sparkle I see when he's planning something. Im beginning to wonder if I've been set up. This thought barely passing my m...ind when I feel a sharp smack then another and another. The warmth spreads between my legs and a single drop of moisture slides down my thigh. I hear mark tell the man to use "this" on me. Suddenly I was very nervous.I heard it before I felt it. He was using a paddle. Smacking me over and over. Beating my ass hard. I was in heaven. It was getting. But she was not ready to listen.She went up standing and I began eating her pussy like a dog between her legs. I inserted my two fingers in her pussy and began vigorously fingering her. I fingered her as fast as I could and I beat her upper part of pussy with my hand many times. I fingered her very very fast without stopping and she released liquids like water flowing from tap. She ordered me to open my mouth and I drank as much as I could gather. She cummed heavily and she became more. She put the collar on me and I smiled at her as I was led into the party - this time as her slave. As I walked in, the hostesses smiled and Charlie was very happy. Cheri exclaimed, “This is my slave, she will do anything I say tonight”. I was then told to disrobe. I did slowly and in front of the eighteen people that were at the party so far, knowing I was in for a long night. Cheri handed my clothes to the hostess and told her I wasn't allowed to have them back till Cheri told her that I had. She urged her husband to consider this group, something that conflicted with his moral fiber and upbringing in many ways. Shortly after that request, she disappeared, only communicating back that she was all right, was seeking treatment for her condition, and would be in touch once she was restored to health. By her own admission, she was mentally sick. Mr. Coswell awaited her return until he was served with divorce papers, and arrested with the bogus claims that the prosecutor just described.