" David!" Lydia cried, "David, your PECKER!"David looked down at his crotch to see that he was stiff enough to serve as a tuning fork. "WHAT?!" Ignore...him, Lydia," Paul advised her. "He's just a little peeping tom, getting off on seeing you act like a slut." I am NOT acting like a slut, Paul!" She lightly slapped him on the cheek."No, of course you're not, Lydia. Here, sit down in this chair over here," Paul said, putting one arm behind her back and the other hand on her boob and guiding her to. After a couple minutes, they left my ravished boobs and one of them grabbed the tiny straps of my thong. He ripped it off from my body.Now I was standing naked in front of them, just wearing my high sandals...Before I could even protest, I stared at them as they got undressed.They stood naked in front of me and one of them examined the dress, saying it was now torn and I should pay for it.I whispered how much and he said the amount. It was the almost double amount which I had with me. I said. The only time you may speak is when you are asked a question or you wish to use the safe word. Understood?” I nodded my head yes and was as still as possible while he untied my hands. I didn’t like this man as much at all. He gave me the creeps but I was going to do what he said. No way was I going to fail this test. “Stand up”. I did as I was told. “Good. Now take off your skirt.” I hesitated a moment and quickly regretted my decision. I was flogged once, but hard across the ass, which brought. The light turned on and there was Lauren, standing in front of me with a skin tight soft blue dress that barely covered three inches down from the waist. Before I could even get a chance to say anything, she pushed me into the locker room lounge chair and started humping my cock vertically as it sat, hard as a rock underneath a layer of my silky Nike training shorts. The dress she had on left little to my imagination and the shorts I had on were very thin, so the thrusting and humping felt.