Slowly she began pulling her panties down revealing a nicely mounded puss that was covered with what appeared to be soft hair. I moved my hand, allowi...g her to see my cock. She immediately asked me how big it was when it got hard. I smiled at her and replied that she would have to see for herself.She said she was afraid of getting caught, so we needed to go back outside.As the blackness of the night sky set it the adults started to put the fire out as everyone was getting ready to go inside. My. She may have nodded. “Mrs. Pierce tells me that you were raped. Tell me about it.”“I was stupid...”“You were, are, a college freshman. That’s not being stupid; it might be being less cautious than an older woman might be. That’s not the point. Where were you? Who was with you? What did he do? Start where you want. If I need more details, I’ll ask for them.” Well, it wasn’t easy, but he seemed to be trying to make it easier.“I was at a dance with this boy. He had taken me there on a date. On the. "Can you reach that plug slave?" Miss Rose inquires. The girl wiggles her hands and fingers, stretching her body to the top of her ass. She doesn't even get close. "Good. It's staying in overnight unless you behave. Understood?" "Yes, Miss Rose, I do," the girl whimpers in response. "Good, now, get back down on the floor, where you should be." The slave nods with obedience and slides onto her side. She wiggles and nudges herself off the table. She kneels in front of Miss Rose, and spreads her. It had to be a mistake. She sat at a corner booth in the quiet upscale bar he had suggested, waiting, her body shivering. She ordered a glass of Pinot Noir and immediately gulped half of it down. This shouldn't even be happening. She hadn't intended to call William in the first place. And moments after ending their conversation, she tried to call back, to cancel the meeting... But she couldn't do it somehow, as though her will didn't quite reach all the way to her fingers. As though once she.