As she sat there soaking, a sense of calm came over her as she pondered what she'd gone through. Aside from a little pain, Olivia Hastings, the Queen ...f the Sluts had taken on over two hundred guys and was still in one piece! It's almost inconceivable that anyone would actually be happy about getting fucked by that many guys in such a short time, but Olivia was. It was just the pain that temporarily marred the enjoyment of the moment. It was also a feat that no regular woman would be able to. She speaks without looking at my face, the way a vet talks to a dog while examining it. -"Are you satisfied? Shall we go?", she says as soon as my tea arrives. She's clearly very anxious to get me back to her place. I'm worried about that but too turned on to say no.We get in her car and she starts talking softly to me:"You know I don't talk about how I feel very much, but I think I love you. As soon as you walked through the door your presence struck me in my whole body at once. You are so. She slips in to the tiny denim mini skirt and pink top that Sir insisted she brought with her and began to apply her make up and wig. Suddenly the van doors open and Sir takes her bag and passes her a carrier put these on too. She opens the bag and it has five items inside; a lockable collar with an id tag reading 'slut', a pair of handcuffs, a large metal butt plug, a blindfold and a ball gag. She looked at him and then he climbed in slapped her face for not doing as told immediately. He. As we headed back, it seemed like the whole place was watching and following us. We quickly went into a booth and locked the door. I put a $20 in the video machine and told her to strip naked. I love looking at her naked body, she was stunning in the dim video light of the arcade booth. My dick was hard as a rock and I started to kiss her, fondle her breasts, and finger her already soaking cunt. I whispered into her ear to look down at the wall on her right. She whispered “fuck there.