I was pulled up onto my feet and pushed over to a short vaulting horse. My arms were pulled back up over me towards the ceiling and my hips bound to ...he top of the horse lengthways. My knees were tied apart and my ankles further with a spreader bar. My shoulders cried out in pain from the continued position. SLAP! ?Ah!? SLAP! ?No!? SLAP! ?Oh, God!? SLAP! ?Ah!? SLAP! ?Ah!? A hand rubbed my hot ass cheeks almost. "Does it apply to you?" Maybe..." Then why am I being poked by that boner of yours? Hmmm?" Maybe I've got a thing for skinny little sprites wearing next to nothing..." Rick leered, pressing his crotch against hers."As a group, or only certain individuals?" Teela shot back, then sobered. "Rick, I'm scared." Of me?" Of me, more like. You know I can't..." Her eyes searched his."You don't have to," Rick replied, divining that she was admitting to being defenseless. "Concentrate on other people.. I have to show them what I want. They are always feeling me up, because my boobs are so big! 34DD, they love it.They just want to do is fuck, and want me to go down on them. Thats all the lovin' I get. I dont even have a change to cum, all they want to do it fuck me, I get so wet.Thats why I like older guys! They treat me nicer, bit different, I like that!She was rubbing my bad leg, with one hand, while I put my hand deep into the top of her tank top, and massaged her boob. Thats nice, she. Enouraging her to be a slut. The weeks leading up to this party were intense as we emailed and talked on the phone, fantasizing and having phone sex while her sister laid in the same bed as her at night. She would send me sexy pictures on her phone. It was very hot. My story "In her own words" was an email she sent me during this time. She told me of an "Admirer" that she has been seeing through a friend. They would hang out at the friends house and talk, listen to music, nothing more. She told.