I want to help with that. Let me help you up.” He takes me by the arm, leading me to the desk. His touch is soft, he smells good. It smells faintly...familiar, but I can’t place it. He helps me lie on my back. My knees are brought up, my feet flat on the desk. “Don’t mind these; I just want to tie my own fantasy into this also.” He says in a low husky voice, and before I can question him I feel the cold touch of a cuff around my right ankle. I hear the click as he locks it in place, and does. "Please come behind the counter and stroke me until I cum like the naughty boy that I am."I was so nervous, but I managed to say it, after only four attempts."Oh, your such a good boy" she used a cute sing-song voice for that "I'd be delighted to."A few minutes later we were at the back of the store, in a small office that the manager used for staff meetings or admin. I stood with my back against the wall, trousers and boxer shorts resting at my ankles. Jessica (I'd finally remembered her name). Maybe all the girls drank. Probably they did. Susan had read once where most teenagers did drink.She took a sip and made a face. She didn't like the taste of it at all. Charles laughed at her and opened up another beer. He handed this one to Carl who took a long swallow "Good stuff," Carl said.Charles opened his beer and took a swallow that matched Carl's."That roadside place," he said. "I don't know where I'm going to buy it when they close down." "We'll find a place," Carl assured him.Charles. Uuuuhh….Me: Mami its all because of you. Your fantasies made me a beast.Mami: made me all yours…. Please… do it…. Fuck me like a bitch…Me: naah mami, I am not going to fuck you till you say that I am your man, and not mama.Mami: mama? He is nothing in front of you… he doesn’t even satisfies me… I am ashamed of him… a beauty like me should be with a beast like you…Me: then say it.Mami: yes Aakash you are my man, make me yours and fuck me like your bitch.I stood up, and removed my jeans. She took.