"God yes! That's it my little prisoner, give yourself to me!" He cried as he picked up the pace. I reached a finger down between us and he leaned back...to accommodate me. I found my throbbing clit and began to stroke as plunged deeper inside of me. I was in heaven. His finger worked its way around to my asshole and he circled my pussy juice into it, massaging it with just a touch of pressure. I moaned, my breath coming in little gasps by now. When I felt his finger tip plunge into my asshole I. He called for the check, and paid the bill, leaving a good tip, and asked me to ride with him, and he could bring me back for my car, but I figured I may not be able to drive after being with him, so I just told him to follow me. As I pulled into my garage he parked in the drive and he walked up to me and held my arm as we walked into the house. "Would you like a drink?" I asked and he said "Not unless I am spending the night.' "AHH, Drinks coming right up, I asked his preference since I could. She looked at him in an innocent, helpless look. He smiled sympathetically.“It’s okay, Hasna. Maybe it’s your first time. But, after what happened yesterday, you know you want it too. WE, know you want it, don’t you?” He slowly whispered into her left ear through her thin headcover. She had her eyes closed and she nodded a yes, still reluctantly.He kept squeezing her boobs over her salwar, simultaneously. She thought about what she was doing. She was letting a man whom she didn’t know two days. The steel stocks didn't give at all, but, surprisingly, that didn't stop her most of the time. She hadn't given up yet, even after so many days here. I have to say she intrigues me. Other times she would stand looking down, lost in her thoughts, trying to get her mind of the pain on her breasts. There were some women that would be considered hotter in the "real world", but i found myself observing her the most. 2 October: It was near the end of my shift when a guy from the management arrived.