Back to the path and still I wandered looking for my new fuck buddy. I passed quite a few people on the path, they must have wondered what what was go...ng through my head, did I look furtive? Did I look gay? And why were they all looking at my shorts? I must have been anticipating my future as I had the most stonking great hard-on, not wearing underwear there was nothing to keep it in check. How I wanted to pull it out there and then and choke that fucking chicken. The more I walked the dirtier. ” “Guess you’re not going to forgive me?” “I do forgive you slut.” He kisses my feet again. “Thank u my mistress” I come back with my slut’s favorite toy. A big dildo and a riding crop “Oh.” My slut looks nervous. Just so you know my cock is 9 ½ and this dildo is twice as mine. “Now if you take all of this in your dirty pussy slut you won’t get the crop.” “But… but… but mistress it is so big.” He puts his head down. “But I am here to please you. So if you want I will do it for you.”. You hear a slight gasp from outside, apparently the woman doing her makeup has not yet left. "Open Daddy's shorts", he commands again. Another gasp from the woman at the sinks informs you that she heard the command as well. Your hands struggle briefly with the zipper and button of Daddy's shorts, but soon they're open and the shorts drop to the floor around his feet. Daddy isn't wearing underwear and his cock springs up before you. You reach forward to grasp his pole, but instead, he grabs. ..” this definitely had been spoken out loud, only to be interrupted.“Shut up, bitch!”Dalla had made a point of staring right at his face. The next words were just as obviously only a thought, “got to remember.”Dalla kept struggling, trying to get away, a punch to the face had her seeing stars. Larurus had obviously come prepared, he bound her wrists with a cord he had brought.Thankfully whoever had put together this exhibit fast-forwarded over the rape itself. When Larurus Petroux finished.