'Shit that was close,' you say to yourself inside the locked bathroom, and try to slow your breathing after splashing some cold water on your face. As...is the case with most guys your age, with adolescent hormones coursing through your body on a daily basis, thoughts of sex run rampant through your mind.Masturbation was usually an easy fix to the issue, just rub one out and your were able to think clearly and go about your business for the rest of the day. But fairly recently, it was becoming. Bright lights blaring in my eyes as I wake up, I try to move but my hands and feet are tied but I'm in a wooden chair this time completely naked. I realise I'm in a little box room but its padded and there are no windows, I hear footsteps coming down stairs and then suddenly the door slams open with ferocious power and I can't help but scream the top of my lungs. A dark husky voice travels from across the room "screaming isn't going to work you little whore, nobody will hear you" I start to. Her cheek was flushed pink at the blow but she clamped her mouth shut. He struck her again, harder and she shook her head. He hit her repeatedly until she grunted; he was impressed at her endurance. She hung her head as much as the taut line between her collar and the hook would allow, he wondered for a second if he had struck her too hard. She was only small, her petite frame was perfectly proportioned but she stood only a couple of inches above five foot and was dwarfed beside his frame as. She gave me cup of coffee. I purposely I touched here fingertips. She didn’t say anything. That was a positive sign for me. I asked what you think about me aunty. “You are most handsome guy I ever met in life.You body muscles, height, eyes, your smile everything I like. Any girl will attract you at first sight” suddenly she said. I thought is she waiting for this question or what. Suddenly she bent to take some magazine from the tea poi. I saw her cleavage clearly. An electric shock passed from.