Not too far. Let your tits hang. I remind you to be still and silent, or you will be bound in this position and additional punishments added." Breasts...hanging, arms pulled back, I tighten your blindfold and the manhandling begins. First I lift your left breast, hefting it, gauging how hard to strike. A slap, then a pause as it jiggles. I move to your right breast and repeat your ordeal. You realize the the ordeal you will endure. Made to beg mercy or struggle to protect them with futile. She was not aware how my sessions with the psychiatrist and later, and especially with Mrs Smith, had helped me to gradually come to terms with what had happened and to look honestly at my own feelings about it.As I said earlier, I had never looked upon it as rape because I had been groomed for the role my coach had planned for me. At the time I had a crush on him and was easy game for his predatory instincts. There is no doubt he seduced me taking advantage of my inexperience and abusing the. We didn’t even have to share.

We finished our laps and decided to grab an early dinner on the way home. We’d meet back in about 20 minutes. I headed to the men's locker room and she to the ladies.

I opened my locker and grab my towel. I slid my trunks to the floor and headed to the shower stalls. The water had been a little chilly so I wasn’t impressing anyone but then there wasn
‘t much of an audience anyway.

I walked to the end of the row of stalls and just as I was entering it, I heard a. I spit down on her from where I was standing and watched it drip from the top of her ass, down to her asshole. I massaged my finger into the wetness around her asshole. I rubbed my finger up and down her ass to wet it, to fill her ass. I pulled her hair to bring her head back to me while my finger was deep in her ass and whispered, “You’re my dirty little slut.” She moaned and began moving her ass back up against me and fucking my finger. I moved my finger harder and faster inside of her ass..