‘I WANT to!’ she said, playfully pouting at me as she held my cock and stroked it. ‘What will make you…finish?’ she asked. ‘What do mean �...�finish’? I asked, teasing her. ‘You know…finish,’ she replied softly. ‘If you’re going to open up and let loose, you’ve got to be able to say the words, too, baby,’ I said, pushing her further. Anna let out a long, deep sigh as she looked in my eyes and stroked me faster. ‘I want you to cum!’ she said softly. ‘I can’t hear you,’ I said. ‘Make me believe it.’. That was months ago but the city hadn’t replaced it.In the distance there was a police siren. But I didn’t know whether it was coming for the woman. There were always a lot of police sirens in this area.I felt a little empty. Like I had wasted another opportunity. I had become quite good at missing out on chances. Although I didn’t know what I should have done in this instance.I was good at living in fantasies though and so I pictured myself standing in front of her. Maybe she held a snub-nosed. "Everything I say goes... I get to do what I want." Julia was again looking at me intently, wide eyed, and her head was nodding her avid acceptance. George only looked at me with displeasure. "Though you can stay and watch - you don't get to join in. I am not gay and I don't want to share." He shrugged his indifference.I starred back and forth, between husband and wife. Waiting for our negotiating to be accepted.Julia was starring at her husband while he starred at me, considering his response.. If it were a man, she could expect to be debased and used, unable to claim rape or assault. If it were a woman who had paid for her, she may as well slit her wrists with the sharp edge of a piece of paper now. Rebecca knew how women could be.Once off the podium, Rebecca tried to remain outwardly calm, while her mind was racing. The idea of escape once again battled with the knowledge that there was nowhere to escape TO, much less any way for her to remove the GPS armband, handcuffs or leg irons.