Slapped Slut

I was told to expect a treat for the weekend, why does that make me suspicious and nervous shouldn’t I be accepting and trust Him to have my best interests at heart? He told me to wear the same party outfit as before and to be ready at 8pm. He made me kneel on the rear seat facing the side window so that at his command I could flash my tits at the truckers (I hoped that none of them knew me). We came to a stop at the back of some tall industrial units and was shown to a parking bay. He said he had business to conduct with the owner of a club called the Attic who I was to be “nice” to.  It was a small private club with about 30 guests and as the evening progressed they sloped off into the back room for a little action. No photography was allowed so I only have the party outfit to show you but part of the club was a dungeon where filming and photography takes place in out of club hours so I think it is a case of “watch this space”.