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Well last night at the MGM Grand, it looked like a hooker convention as ladies of the night gathered from the far reaches to attempt to fleece those gathered to watch the fight of fights and I’m not talking about two women in a shopping center parking lot wailing on each other.

Las Vegas or Sin City as the locals affectionally call it was loaded last night. If you didn’t get laid it was your fault as the girls were almost fighting over the Johns. I kept expecting to hear a Blue Light special announcement for buy one girl and get one for free.

Wifey and I were walking through the MGM gawking at all the tourists, especially the imported girls who each tried to outdo the other with minimal outfits. I think my wife was even feeling “out slutted” with some of the outfits the girls were wearing.

After last night, the saying “Only in Vegas” again had a special meaning. People are paying thousands of dollars to watch two guys beat the crap out of each other. I only come to watch the ring girls and rarely witness pugilistic conflicts except for the occasional event where wifey dons her leather bustier and thigh high boots to lay her crop across the ass of some sub who dares to displease her.

Funny you’d think that they would learn their lesson but they keep messing up to incur the lash of the flogger or crop, which is designed to teach them the error of their ways. But it’s not all bad as just the other day I got one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had from some cute little thing, on her hands and knees as wifey laid strips across her pert ass.

Wifey had caught her sucking my dick at a house party without permission and before you knew it, her short skirt was flipped up on her back and after her thong was ripped off, wifey laid into her, with her crop she keeps tucked in her boot.

Every time she got swatted across the rear, she would moan and take me deeper down her throat. As an occasional bystander to my wife’s duties of keeping her subjects in line, I am continually amazed at how pain escalates erotica.

Of course it wasn’t all bad as after she finished me off, Wifey demanded a kiss to insure that in fact she had done the dirty deed. The girl quickly learned that you are not allowed to swallow the evidence without leaving some on your face for others to enjoy!

One of my friends is a big strong guy with the police force and is reduced to a whimpering mass of jelly on the floor when Foxy puts a spike heel in the middle of his back. I think it’s the fact that always having to be in charge makes them such a sub when they can abdicate everything to their Mistress. For once the only thing they have to do is say “Yes Mistress or I’m Sorry Mistress please don’t punish me!” LOL

If you’re coming to the fight tonight, have fun but be careful. Besides importing hookers, Las Vegas has imported cops to help out. If the guy at the bar next to you comments on your wife’s tits, just agree with him and tell yourself, “Sorry dude, she’s mine, you can look all you want but don’t touch.”

Well last night at the MGM Grand, it looked like a hooker convention as ladies of the night gathered from the far reaches to attempt to fleece those gathered to watch the fight of fights and I’m not talking about two women in a shopping center parking lot wailing on each other.

Las Vegas or Sin City as the locals affectionally call it was loaded last night. If you didn’t get laid it was your fault as the girls were almost fighting over the Johns. I kept expecting to hear a Blue Light special announcement for buy one girl and get one for free.

Wifey and I were walking through the MGM gawking at all the tourists, especially the imported girls who each tried to outdo the other with minimal outfits. I think my wife was even feeling “out slutted” with some of the outfits the girls were wearing.

After last night, the saying “Only in Vegas” again had a special meaning. People are paying thousands of dollars to watch two guys beat the crap out of each other. I only come to watch the ring girls and rarely witness pugilistic conflicts except for the occasional event where wifey dons her leather bustier and thigh high boots to lay her crop across the ass of some sub who dares to displease her.

Funny you’d think that they would learn their lesson but they keep messing up to incur the lash of the flogger or crop, which is designed to teach them the error of their ways. But it’s not all bad as just the other day I got one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had from some cute little thing, on her hands and knees as wifey laid strips across her pert ass.

Wifey had caught her sucking my dick at a house party without permission and before you knew it, her short skirt was flipped up on her back and after her thong was ripped off, wifey laid into her, with her crop she keeps tucked in her boot.

Every time she got swatted across the rear, she would moan and take me deeper down her throat. As an occasional bystander to my wife’s duties of keeping her subjects in line, I am continually amazed at how pain escalates erotica.

Of course it wasn’t all bad as after she finished me off, Wifey demanded a kiss to insure that in fact she had done the dirty deed. The girl quickly learned that you are not allowed to swallow the evidence without leaving some on your face for others to enjoy!

One of my friends is a big strong guy with the police force and is reduced to a whimpering mass of jelly on the floor when Foxy puts a spike heel in the middle of his back. I think it’s the fact that always having to be in charge makes them such a sub when they can abdicate everything to their Mistress. For once the only thing they have to do is say “Yes Mistress or I’m Sorry Mistress please don’t punish me!” LOL

If you’re coming to the fight tonight, have fun but be careful. Besides importing hookers, Las Vegas has imported cops to help out. If the guy at the bar next to you comments on your wife’s tits, just agree with him and tell yourself, “Sorry dude, she’s mine, you can look all you want but don’t touch.”