About twenty minutes later, we arrived at the bar and walked inside. We went to the same bar all the time and many of the people that worked there, no...w knew us and recognized Debbie and me when we walked in. Susan, one of the waitresses, walked over to greet us and I introduced her to Gary, and she showed us to our usual table. We liked sitting off to the side, back in a corner where we would not be bothered and could talk in some semblance of privacy. Susan took our order for our first round. As he did this I felt something poking my in the ass, all this punishing had given him an erection. “Are we done yet?” as soon as I said it I regretted it, he exploded with anger, “WE WILL BE DONE WHEN I SAY WE ARE DONE, AND JUST FOR THAT I WILL HAVE TO PUNISH YOU FURTHER YOU LITTLE SLUT” he was shaking slightly. He started spanking me again, then he stopped and pushed my legs apart, I thought he was gonna stick his fingers in me again, but then I heard his zipper come down. “No!!” I screamed. This place was just a few blocks away from my apartment but still a little long of a walk to make without visiting the restroom first. As I approached the men’s room door I saw they closed it for the evening, it was late and we closed the place down and the crew must have cleaned the bathrooms already. The manager noticed I was trying to find a restroom and asked if I would be alright using the staff restroom behind the wine bar. O.K. by me. I went into the staff men’s room and stepped up to a. "I looked up in amazement. She'd been torturing me a bit on purpose, I realized. Punish, then reward. Hmm ... such a confident young woman. But before I could melt with gratefulness at her olive branch, she added, "I don't think mom is going to take it so easily, though. She's going to be REALLY, REALLY MAD. And don't even think about hiding it from her. You might be able to ... but I know I won't be able to -- not for long." What do you think we should do? Obviously, we should end things.".