.....?"I smiled my best smile at him and said, "I'm Chelsea......Yates."He sat down and we started talking about everything from the rodeo to Washingt...n politics. He seemed like a nice guy he was from Texas. He was one of the rodeo judges for the bull riding.The band started playing so he asked me if I wanted to dance. Since that was one of the things I came here for tonight, I told him I'd love to. He was a good dancer and my little black dress was doing everything I expected it to. Dave. At this point my male mind wondered, is she wearing any underwear?Just then, I was busted admiring the young woman's figure. She looked me up and down. I could not hide the tent that had started to grow in my pants. To my stunned amazement, the young lady just smiled, turned her back to me and pressed her beautiful body against me. We rocked together on the bus for a couple minutes. My cock was now hard and pressing into her sweet, tight butt. She turned her head and whispered into my ear,. She lay now spread eagle restrained by padded leather cuffs. I propped two pillows under her head and left the room. I went to my computer room and uploaded the pictures from my digital camera and created a slide show out of the pictures and inserting randomly the words rape, pain, virginity, pregnant, and ruined. I then fed the slide show to a monitor in the rape room so when she woke up she would see it. On another monitor in the rape room I put on a compilation tape of other women being. "Bet your ass I can," he said in a low, excited tone. He cuffed her briskly on one hip and she rolled over, presenting her bottom to him. He fondled her sweaty, glowing buttocks, and the tip of his cock continued to flap against the wet arousal of her crotch. He was still big, still hard, still horny. Maybe his prime had lasted beyond high school. God, she hoped so!"Somebody get me a beer," he yelled, and Trish saw a cold bottle being passed to him. She squealed as he poured half the contents.