" Yes?" I said, still wondering what this was about."You have to be OK with them hypnotizing a woman to have sex." What?" I said, startled. This was h...ghly unlike Michelle."That's awful!" Not for someone who's fine with it," said Michelle. "It can be mind-blowing."I thought about this. I supposed if all parties were willing, that it might be all right for someone into those sorts of things. "Look," she said, "you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Just come and see what it's. He was 6'3 and well built. His black hair was curled at the top and pushed to the left side of his head. He had a brilliant smile. He didn't tower over me, luckily. I was 5'9. We did everything together. Played video-games, went swimming, and watched action movies. We did all this things at his house, so I could avoid my dad. I had never had a boyfriend, and was not a virgin. My father made sure of that. I had read online that sex was supposed to feel good, but my father was rough and he hurt. " he threatened as a smaller man, I recognized as the other driver stepped out of a stall with his zipper down and his cock out. I knew what he meant. "Pleaseee I'll do what you want just don’t hurt me" I sobbed as the smaller man grabbed my arm. "See, I told you she wanted to suck our cocks that’s why she stopped here, ain't that right sweetheart." he sneered. "Uh huh" I sobbed dropping to my knees, not wanting to get hurt or worse I began to lick his cock, swirling my tongue around. I can’t even cross my legs, I can’t take my hand and hold it from leaking, I can’t even do the potty dance I once enjoyed as a c***d when I wanted to play a second more before running to the bathroom. Many times only to find out I had waited a moment to long and wetting my pants. Boy did my mom get really angry with me when that happened. My mind flashes back to those early days as a c***d. The freedom that I enjoyed, living in the moment, not having the stress that now seems to over come each.