A low and deep whooshing sound flies through the air. 'Crack' right on my clit, the crop comes down. I thrash in my binds, not able to move much. You ...ait until I am done, and crack me again, but this time on my nipples. My back arches and I growl through the gag."Such a good girl offering me your breasts like that."That was not my intention, but you take it as such, and let the crop come down again across my tender nipples. I am trying to move myself back and forth. Maybe a moving target will. Everyone stands back and I’m alone hanging from my bonds trying to keep the pressure off my shoulders. “You are one fucking beautiful woman,” someone says and I blush. I blush at the compliment feeling nothing but desired as I hang there for several moments waiting to see what happens next. The men start walking in a circle around me, I don’t know how many there are but I am like the prey they have cornered and they are just waiting to pounce. Strangely this makes me hot, desire and need fill. My hand moved towards his crotch, rubbing him through the outside of his shorts, then to the top of his shorts un buttoned his fly and put my tiny hand inside, I could now feel his cock and i began to rub up and down his shaft, he was breathing heavy as so was I , i could feel my heart beating faster as I felt he hands on my small but perectly firmed breasts, sqeezing , rubbing my nipples between his fingers, we moved back towards the pool table as one like a waltzing couple, eventually my bum. She couldnt even look at him, let alone be in the same room as him. Jason looked down and noticed that there was a folded up piece of notebook paper stuck in between its pages. He tore it open. Meet me by the baseball diamond, it read. He couldnt move quickly enoughhe shoved his things into his backpack and bolted out of the classroom, down the hall and outside to the back. He didnt see anyone on the field, but he kept walking towards the dugout. She was sitting inside it, on the bench, and.