But now she was beginning to get desperate again, her collection was no longer fulfilling her need and now her appetite was becoming unquenchable. And...there seemed to be no men that would look at her. She stood at the bar scanning the crowd watching her friends dance with the typical bar guys, slim, well toned and tanned. Shrugging her shoulders she went back to her drink. As the night wore on Myka began to lose hope she would find her man that night and decided to call it a night, Whats one. "William Herschfeldt... er... Bill," he said as the door was secured behind them.And so introductions were made. The middle aged man's name was Raymond Douglas and the woman introduced herself as Louisa Santini while the young man and the teenage girl confirmed their names as Ian Beatty and Emma Whitman.Emma had, of course, refused to shake the guys hands choosing to hug and kiss them instead. "I mean fuck!" she said quite bluntly. "Haven't I just shown you all my pussy, and aren't I going to. Frightened I didn't move. After a couple of minutes, I felt the hand move up my leg, and soon I felt it on my thigh. I watched as he came up to my crotch. He squeezed my leg softly and moved his pinky across the crotch of my pants. I started feeling funny inside. I was afraid and wanted to leave, but I kinda liked how his fingers rubbed on my young dick. My hands gripped the arm rests as he moved his hand between my legs. By this time the man was fucking the woman and you could hear him slap. Later you spared her life after she had been captured by your mafia men, though your abiding friendship had really begun at the tip of a whip. She was a sadomasochist who needed occasional sessions of giving and taking pain. You ended up being her dungeon partner as Caitlin was simply not suited for that life. Your sessions were mutual therapy and not really sexual in nature. Through pain and pleasure, as well as giving and taking control, the two of you could explore the deepest realms of your.