He had me sign a pre-nuptial agreement at his office so it could be notarized. I only read far enough to see that I would get five hundred thousand if he divorced me. It wasn't until much later I read all of my copy and found if I divorced him I would only get five thousand. We just had a simple ceremony in one of their chapels with Meg and her husband as maid of honor and best man. Then we took in a show and Gary and her husband gave us a thousand dollars to gamble with. This time I played much more conservatively and won three thousand I shared with Meg when she went broke at the crap table. Later we went to a strip show. Gary and Mike clapped and cheered along with the other men while Meg and I were just disgusted. I had no idea that girls now got completely naked and spread their legs to open the lips enough to see inside. "Meg said, "What do you guys like about this. Pussies aren't pretty. This should just be for gynecologists."

Gary answered, "Men like this because it proves women will do anything for money and applause." Mike agreed saying, "Yeah and there is no limit. Look at all the movie actresses that get naked for millions of people when they already have more money than they can spend." I suddenly realized I was no better than the girls on stage. I had done things I would never have considered doing for my first husband like masturbating while he watched and even letting him take polaroids of me doing it and of course allowing the spanking. We had left on friday and went back Sunday night exhausted from so little sleep between shows and gambling. The next day Gary called to say we would have a pool party on Saturday and to call the caterers to have cold-cuts, breads and assorted canapes to be delivered about one PM. and to restock the liquor cabinet. I did that and spent the rest of the week making sure the house was spotless. On Saturday Gary mixed some mix for Bloody Marys and made a couple of pitchers of Martinis to put in the freezer to get them ice cold. I brought out a couple of bikini bathing suits and asked him which I should wear. He said, "Neither. Put on the thong bikini I bought you at Frederick's." "You must be kidding. It leave my whole butt bare and barely covers my slit and nipples." "Get real. Everybody is wearing them. Mike said Meg bought a really skimpy bikini for the party. You have a great body. Show it off." I put it on reluctantly and then was made to look even more whorish when he insisted I wear the five inch heels. At the last minute he loosened the bra strap so my boobs moved with every step. He lied. The other girls were wearing skimpy bikinis but at least half their butts were covered and the crotches went from thigh to thigh. It was too late to change. They had already seen me by the time they had removed their robes. Trish said I looked great but Meg said, "I told you he would have you dressed like a hooker."

I felt embarrassed and drank a couple of Martinis to give me courage. The canapes were wasted. Everyone concentrated on drinking especially when Gary said, "If anyone gets too drunk to drive we have plenty of room for you to stay overnight." Thanks to the hot sun everyone got tipsy early. Even Audrey and Buffy loosened up and giggled a lot. When a song Meg liked came on the stereo she jumped up and grabbed my arm to dance. I guess we are both exhibitionists because we grinned at each other when the men began to yell encouragement. We began doing bumps and grinds like the girls in the show and to our amazement Audrey and Buffy joined us. At the end of the song we ran to our chairs giggling at the applause from the men. Then Gary yelled, "Hey Laura. We are getting dry. Bring us another pitcher of Martinis." For some reason I decided to get fancy and brought it out on a silver tray balanced on one hand as I tottered in the heels. Just as I got to Mark someone jumped in the pool and splashed water on my hot skin. I jumped and the pitcher landed on Mark's stomach. Actually he may have caught it before it hit his stomach because he was holding it in both hands when I caught my balance. His whole front was wet from it. Gary ran over and said, "Jesus Laura. You could have killed poor Mark with that pitcher. I think he must have winked at Mark or something because when he said, "You are hurt aren't you Mark?" Mark said, "Huh?" then "Oh yeah it almost knocked the wind out of me."

Gary said, "Laura. What happened the last time you got clumsy?" I could hardly believe he would want them to know. I mumbled, "You spanked me." That wasn't good enough. He said, "Louder." I blushed as I said loudly. "You spanked me." Gary said loudly, "Hey gang. She almost killed Mark, Should she get a spanking?" To my horror everyone yelled "Yeah!" Audrey yelled, "Get those buns red." and Buffy giggled and said, "Oh wow. This will be like the sorority." Only Meg remained silent. I grabbed his arm and said, "Please don't do this to me." He said,"Chill out. You heard them I can't back out now. I won't hurt you." He led me over to a lawn chair and had me bend over it to hold onto the arms. I looked up to see I was facing the reflective glass that was like a mirror. Everyone was staring at me excitedly. To my horror they got up from their chairs to have a closer look. Gary slid out his belt and then there was a light sting on my butt. He hadn't lied he never hit hard but the real pain came from the humiliation as guys yelled out the count of the lashes and Audrey and buffy became cheer leaders chanting, "Hit her again. Harder, harder." endlessly. He made it last a long time by pausing between spanks and hitting me thirty times according to their loud count. When he dropped his belt to the floor I ran to our bedroom sobbing not noticing till then that my bra had come loose and for at least part of the time I had been topless. Meg came in shortly afterward and said, "Are you alright?" "Yes. He didn't hit hard. It was just a little sting and now my butt is red."

"I know he didn't hit hard. That isn't the point. He humiliated you. If you want to call the cops I will testify for them and divorce court." "Oh no. I couldn't talk about it in court. It might make Court TV. It would be too embarrassing. besides if I divorce him what will happen to me. I can't get a good job." "Shit if that happened to me I would flip burgers the rest of my life rather than put up with it. It is going to get worse you know and I don't want to be around to witness it."