Over dinner he explained it: for the week, I would be his slave, his beck and call girl, which was not unusual and actually, I expected that. But he...added, that even though we talked about it, we would not have anal sex....unless he won. I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but he explained further. We went to the casino, if he came out ahead after three hours of playing, then I would reward him with my anal cherry. I laughed, but agreed pretty certain he would fail. And he did. Until the. He knew that he was making the innocent- looking young woman uncomfortable, and he was enjoying himself. But he knew there was a lot more pleasure to come and hurried back to the office to mix up his special nightcap for young ladies who came to the motel alone.After hiding the girl's passport, which he had no intention of registering in the guest-book, he took the sleeping powder from his private locker, and after a moment's thought, reached into the inside pocket of his sport jacket to get. .. Finally I free your legs , your hands still bound to your side your gag removed... I then proceed to hold your legs against as I lightly claw up and down your sin soaked legs with ice between each knuckle... like a cold steel rake . I can feel your legs quake off my body as I look down at you and see your hungry eyes screaming more. I get down and crawl to you and slither onto you for the mount, as I did I lean down to ask you ...are we having fun? you nodded your head so I asked you again. But I was sure she was pleased with my efforts. I could feel her hands in my hair and stroking my head as I continued to arouse her. It was nearing time for me to complete our union.I was extremely careful with her that first time. She was lubricated, but I was a very snug fit by feel. I didn't want to hurt her, so I took my time, working my way into her very gradually, stopping often to make sure she wasn't in discomfort. She kept assuring me she was not. After a while, I was able to begin.