She was fifteen at the time. By the time he was finished, Rhonda was laughing out loud, and tears were rolling down her cheeks. She told him how terri...le that was, and how he’d probably scarred the poor girl for life, but laughed anyway.“Your turn,” he said.“I can’t compete with that,” she sighed. “The craziest thing I ever did was hide all my father’s pens and pencils, so he couldn’t write a note to my teacher telling her she could whip me if I misbehaved.”Bobby grinned. “You feel better. Maybe... I," she couldn't believe the word maybe had came out of her mouth."I have a back office slash store room. It's after six o'clock." He reached down, fumbling noisily to get something out of a lower drawer. She stared apprehensively as he produced a leather strap. It had a round braided handle with a loop on one end. The business end narrowed down to a flat strap less that an inch wide and about the length of her forearm. She was breathing rapidly and perspiration appeared on her. She was surprised, told me that she has never seen such a huge thing in her life. I replied that quite frankly I have never either but that soon it would all be inside her little asshole. I saw the look of distress in her eyes when she pleaded that it was impossible, it would hurt and probably rip her to pieces. I could see by the sudden twitch in my friend's cock that the situation was exciting him madly, he almost came just by thinking of what he'd soon do to her. "I do not care for your. The first thing she notices is that there is no inside door handle on the passengers side and no way for her to open the door, once parked she is drugged, by him placing a rag over her mouth and nose that leaves her conscious, but helpless to resist.He had gotten out of the car and had walked around to her side opening the door, and as she laid there, and could only watch as he unbuttoned her blouse, slowly pulling it off of her helpless arms followed by her bra, this now revealed the most.