The rain kept drizzling as the car went down the freeway.
"I wonder what could possibly happen tonight." Kendall thought to herself.
Her thoughts drifted back to the small office she and her husband Tom had been in last week, along with their marriage counselor Fiona. An unconventional therapist, Fiona believed that any marriage could be saved if both parties were willing to try. Kendall, for her part, truly did want the marriage to work.
"How did dinner go last night?" Asked Fiona.
Kendall thought for a second, "I think that other couple made a real breakthrough, I doubt that the wife will be acting up again."
Fiona smiled "Yes, I know it seems unconventional but it really is what was needed. Thier relationship had an unhealthy power imbalance, the wife was far too bossy. Now she understands that behavior like that won't work."
Unconventional was an understatement. The restaurant had been rented out for the evening solely for all of the couples Fiona was helping. Each evening Fiona addressed one couples problems in front of everyone. That night, Christie and Jacob were chosen.
Fiona said that Christie was far too rude, bossy, and all around undisciplined. It was true. Christie constantly yelled at her husband, and she spent far too much money without talking to him about it.
She told her that what she needed was a "hard reset" on her behavior. In addition, Fiona could tell that Christie was acting out because she was sexually frustrated. She desperately wanted her husband to be more assertive in the bedroom.
"Come up here with me Christie." Fiona said.
With a stuck up attitude, Christie rolled her eyes and stood up.
"Now are you willing to undergo the necessary treatment to save your marriage?" Fiona asked.
"Fine, whatever." said Christie. Not really taking this seriously, she complied because without her husband she would have to get a job. Something she truly didn't want to do.
"Good." Said Fiona. And with that she stepped behind Christie. Pulling a pair of handcuffs from her bag, she quickly tightened them around Christie's wrists.
"What" gasped Christie in surprise. "What are you hmppphh" Christie was cut off by a ball gag Fiona pulled from her pocket and stuffed in Christie's mouth.
Without any hesitation, Fiona reached down to Christie's waistline. Putting her thumbs inside both her leggings and panties, Fiona pulled them both straight down to the floor!
"MMMMPPPPHHHH" Christie protested through her gag.
Sitting down in a chair, Fiona pulled christie over her lap. The twenty or so couples looked on and gasped in disbelief.
"Now after today I'm quite certain your behavior will be more conductive to a healthy relationship."
And with that Fiona raised her hand and brought it down hard on Christie's ass.
"MMMMMPPPPHHH"
Christie attempted to protest yet again. It was no use, Fiona just picked up the pace and really laid into Christie.
The slaps were so loud that some of the kitchen staff poked their head out to see what was going on. The mostly college age group of boys and girls looked on with glee as the gorgous blonde got her tight shapely ass turned red.
Noticing them, Fiona looked over. "Could I borrow a spatula from you please?"
Practically tripping over each other, a brunette girl with a ponytail found one first and brought the implement to Fiona.
"Thank you."
SMACK!
Fiona brought the spatula down hard on Christie's already sore ass.
"MMhuhhuuuh" Christie's protests now had tears mixed in as they rolled down her face.
Over the next thirty minutes, Fiona gave the spoiled 34 year old blonde the spanking of a lifetime. Finally, she stood the woman up and led her to a table near the exit. She instructed Christie to get up on the table put her face down and stick her ass into the air.
Whimpering, Christie complied.
Fiona took a small tube of lubricant out of her bag and applied some to the handle of the spatula.
"One last humiliation and we should be good."
She grabbed one of Christie's cheeks and pulled it to the side. Her beautiful pussy was now on display. Fiona ran the spatula up Christie's pussy lips.
"No, that won't do"
She kept going until she reached the Blonde's asshole. It was well maintained, waxed and bleached, but also very, very tight.
"Jacob" Fiona looked at Christie's husband across the room. " Your wife's ass clearly hasn't been fucked in a long time, if ever. That would go a long way in keeping her ego in check"
Fiona turned back to Christie. "Get used to this, i'll be calling your husband to ensure he reminds you that you aren't in charge anymore."
SCHLOORRRRPPPP
Fiona stuffed the spatula's handle about five inches up Christie's ass. There were a few cheers and whistles from around the restaurant.
"Alright everyone, that concludes tonights session. Feel free to pay Christie here a visit on the way out and I'll see you all next week."
The couples began to filter out of the restaurant, walking by Christie. Some of the more adventurous women gave her ass a slap as they walked by. One woman handed her husband her phone and asked if they could take a picture.
"Of course! Let me help you."
Fiona grabbed Christie's hips and flipped her onto her back. Still handcuffed behind her back, she was helpless to cover herself in any way.
"I need a new cover photo for my website anyway."
Fiona found Christie's heels and put them back on her feet. Then she looked over at the waitress.
"Could you help Christie with her facial expressions?" Fiona pointed at the spatula.
The waitress knelt in front of the table so she wouldn't block the camera.
Fiona and the woman each grabbed a leg and spread it wide with one hand and grabbed Chirstie's hair with the other. They held her head up and pointed it at the camera. The waitress began fucking her ass with the spatula handle and Christie's eyes went wide.
After taking several pictures, the woman's husband showed Fiona his favorite.
"Oh yes, that will look perfect on the frontpage!"
As the couple left, Fiona turned around.
"Kendall" Fiona stopped her as she was walking out with Tom. "A word really quick if you don't mind."
The restaurant was now empty except for Fiona, Kendall, Christie, and the pony tail haired girl from the kitchen.
"You're done with this right?" The girl was standing next to Christie and pointing at the spatula.
Fiona thought about it for a second. "Mostly, I guess it does belong to the restaurant. It's a shame I can't send her out like that."
The kitchen girl laughed. "Oh thats no problem. The manager briefed us on these evenings when you negotiated a contract with the restaurant."