'Mike, please...' she started. The blow came out of nowhere, sending her on her knees. She screamed, when he pulled her up by the hair.'You're a slut,...a slave and a sex toy. Do not call me Mike. You are to call me Master, understand?'She sobbed. He pulled harder. ' Understand?''Y-yes'.He pinched her nipple, looking directly into her eyes. 'Yes what?''Aiii....Y-yes, Master.'He tore her panties off, making sure that she would feel the fabric cutting deep between her labia. Her pretty face was red. All the curtains were drawn on the motel across the way, so after a while I got a bit careless about the lights and left them on after going in to fix another drink. As I stood out on the balcony sipping it, all of a sudden the curtains on the room straight across from me opened. The room was fully lit and an older gentleman, completely naked was looking directly at me and stroking his cock!Wow, was I startled! After I recovered a bit, I sat my drink down and started to gyrate with the music I. However, we made friends with another couple the first night and the second night ended up having dinner with them. We had not seen them during that day, so at dinner we asked what they had been up to all day. The four of us were pretty drunk by this point having sipped cocktails in the hot sun all day. So they were very forthcoming about what they had been up too. The explained to us how they had decided to go check out the nude section, and figured what the hell, they are miles from home and. .. to the bedroom?" she suggested, her voice a little husky. He followed her upstairs watching her hips sway, his eyes crawling over her slim legs sheathed in flesh-cloured stockings so thin that they were barely visible. His cock became hard and stiff as he imagined them slithering round his neck as he fucked her.In the bedroom were two single beds. Henry's, already made up, was littered with stockings in all shades from transparent black to palest sunshine as if she had been undecided what to.