When they did he patted my ass-cheeks and began sliding in rhythm; out, back in, out causing me to moan and eventually rub my pussy. “Stop doing th...t and enjoy the ride” they told me as one. He braced my ass and started to pound it with short quick thrusts; the pain I felt initially was replaced by pleasure. When the pounding became intense my moans became extreme; which encouraged him to go deeper without showing me any mercy. Soon he was ball deep and his grunting became louder than my. Tim emptied their wallets of cash and dropped the empty wallets down a drain on the way back to the lounge bar. He put the cash, including the change from their pockets into his jacket pocket, keeping it separate from his own money. Their keys and all other personal items, including credit, membership cards and driver’s licences, he dropped into various drains, litterbins and domestic dustbins while he walked back to the lounge bar.By the time Tim got back to Crystal’s, two ambulances roared. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader closes the book, thinks “that was weird” and goes about the rest of their day, probably forgetting about the strange book by the time they get home from the raging dumpster-fire they call a life. But the magic doesn’t just end there; the next. I’m sure they’ll get a kick out of you being tied up and fucked.” “Well, I guess I need to thank you then.” I reached up to remove my blindfold, but my hands were swatted aside, and I earned a couple more slaps to my nipples. “You will call me mistress slut, is that understood? And you only do what I tell you to, so leave that blindfold on or you’ll be punished.” Samantha's voice held that tone of a condescending parent. I was completely fed up of listening to OLDER girls tell me what to do..