He stumbled back a second but was able to right me before I could grab his ass. Politely he apologized like my failing was his fault. It was getting...harder not to just call him by name and say I’m ready to go home. It was Peter’s turn to set up the ending of the game. Before his head past mine he said make me offers until you notice I’m hard. As he let go of my arm I noticed his grip squeezed a little hard as if to show encouragement. I went back to my table one more time and considered. Winona's eyes opened wide and the color drained from her cheeks when she saw it. Rebecca said, "Now, come here and get over my knee." Winona didn't move. She just stared at her coach and her jaw dropped open. "If you want to be in the Olympics, you'll do what I say, Winona. My coach spanked me, and I'm going to spank you. Now come here." Winona nervously shuffled over to her coach and lowered herself over Rebecca's lap. "Now hold still, Winona. This is going to hurt, but you'll feel better.. She did, didn’t she? A smile crept across my face and we walked inside. Soda and popcorn that is what makes a movie in a movie theater great. I stepped in line only to be grappled by the ear. ‘But I want pop corn and soda.’ I said. ‘Fine ill go grab the seats you get me some soda too.’ Smirked Vela already darting away. I pointed here and there getting the treats before making my way along. I matched the ticket to the room and entered. The darkness swirled all around while the previews played.. “Excuse me”. Was all that stranger man said, as I turned he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a darker alley. I was so taken aback I never even shouted or attempted a single scream.My face was up against the brick wall, and I could smell the green growth as my nose and mouth were pushed against it. His breathing and the noises he was making made it obvious to me what he was going to use and enjoy my body…The sharp pain I felt on my clitoris as he tore my thong off and the rhythmic slapping.