She was a beautiful trap, a being who knew full well that she was gorgeous, and used it to her advantage. Her mind dark, and an almost vicious playful...ess peeked out through her eyes. Humiliation, and pain; these were the things that turned her on. She needed them, craved them, and she would have them, and this little slut of a man was going to give it to her.For a moment she breathed in the sweat scent of his fear, but also his anticipation. Some small part of him was curious about this. In. This idea came to my mind because of her. So I started to plan. But I have got no guts to execute the plan. After so many days of trying, one day I decided to go for it. At around 4.30 pm in the evening, I went toward her cabin and asked her that I want to talk to her personally, she came to nearby lunch room and asked what you want Kumar? I told her staff my friend got hit on his eyes yesterday, and was reddish now. My grand ma suggested pouring few drops of breast milk on his eyes; I don’t. I opened the door and she looked so excited. I told her that I had seen Ron earlier today. She didn’t care. We headed to the couch and she sat directly onto my lap. Feeling my cock get hard. She could feel it to. She said “ oooh someone is happy, want to go into the room.” So we got up and I carried her all the way to the bed and gently placed her down on the bed. I was still wondering what she had in her bag. She looked over at me and said “ don’t worry, that is something for later. She took. Never been there before. I rarely drank, not use to it. Did not know it was a gay bar.There were maybe 7 customers inside, all male. Hell I did not think anything of it. They were all mature, no youngsters there. The youngest man looked about 35, most were around 40-50. I was 53 at the time.Sitting at the counter I ordered a beer, as I drank it a guy 2 seats down from me started making small talk,asking where I was from, what I did for a living, that sort of thing. Soon I was telling him about.