How could she behave differently? She is a woman portraying the woman and had to draw on her own vision for her actions. How she thought she...would respond. Her whimpers and reluctance and fears, her fucking almost naked vulnerability, as she stands there in her panties, with her long slender legs sort of squeezed together at the top, to make her crotch more hidden and less accessible and her tight ass full to his reddened face, all are rings of truth. He is agog. He can hardly. “This is rape,” she had said. But she hadn’t been crying.“Good!” he’d thought. If she wanted a rape, he’d be happy to give her a rape. Pressed into her, he had raised one of her legs around him until it was over his shoulder. Then he had done the same with the other one. Balanced on his knees and shoulders, he had drawn his cock almost out and then driven it into her. As he took the deep rapid strokes, he had watched her face. It had changed from a smile to a frown. Stroking through her. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. A pang of fear ran through herbody. Tina felt his hand grip her guts. ?If it is unsafe, what are we?..?? She saw him pocket his cellphone after a brief exchange and pull out a key. He opened the creaking gateand motioned her through. As she passed him, he rippedoff her skirt in one motion.? Afterall,? it was made to be ripped off. Hestuffed it into a puffer bag and pulled out a latex arm binder and cuffsconnected with a single, wide link. Tina obediently offered herhands. Under the control of Spanner, however, the ‘stink-meter’ was turned up by at least another three notches. To my astonishment, I was revelling in the hum. Spanner was also the hairiest and sweatiest of the group, and his oral attack on my head was frenzied and steamy. Flipping my head from side to side with his huge hands, he licked my face like a slobbering dog enjoying a plate of gravy. Squashing my hips with his thick rump, his bloated knob rubbed into my genitals. It felt like I was.