I’d made some mulled wine for when people first arrived, to take away the chill of the evening. It vanished so fast, I made another batch quickly, n...t quite as good as the one I had been warming all afternoon, but no-one was complaining. We drank some Australian Shiraz, some Sancerre and a really sharp Bordeaux. The room became warmer, and everyone relaxed. The minutes ticked away. Jessica looked so beautiful that night. Even though our fumble in the bath hadn’t allowed a lot of time, still she. Show you that a little cock teaser like you sometimes gets turned into a little fuck slut, a fuck toy for a big strong man who knows how to handle a little thing like you"I could see the fear in her eyes, she struggled, trying to bring her hands up to push me off, but I just grabbed her wrists. I took my hand away from her mouth, she screamed out, and I rolled her over. Holding her head down into the couch, "Shut up bitch, or I'm going to really have to hurt you," No please no, don't, please. "There's no reason to waste money on a bus." What most people don’t know is on the side I have been making models for props and war games. So money wasn’t too short for me lately."There's no way I could let you do all that!" "I don't really recall asking."I said with a smile. "Look, it’s no big deal."I can easily take care of it, just let me know when I can pick you up, k?"I heard a sigh on the other side and knew she was shaking her head. "Fine, but I get to cover to the tickets then." Too. My friends older brother giving me my first taste of dominant verbally abusive and imposing use. It was my own dirty, overpowering and insatiable desires that caused me to quickly dismiss my natural ability to recognize such behavior. As we introduced ourselves and made small talk I began to feel bad for suspecting him of such deviant behavior as wanting to have sex with a teenager of the same sex who wasn't half his age. I thought what filthy shameless person I was between the two of use..