"The son-of-a-bitch!" George spat out the words. "Why d'you let him?"Mabel didn't answer his question. "D'you know what he did to me last night?" she ...sked in a shocked whisper."You don't hafta tell me," George muttered.Mabel put her lips close to George's ear and whispered: "Up the back of me," she hissed. "Right into my bottom--" she panted with emotion, "he- -he pried open the cheeks and stuck his big thing in me. I--I thought it was going to tear me wide open... or burn me." Mabel's hand. I open the door and step into the bedroom. She's brushed her hair and is in bed, naked, her strong, shapely legs and her full hips are covered by the blankets to warm her constantly cold feet. She's reading something on her e-reader.She's beautiful.She's smiling at me.Her eyes move down my body to the boxer-briefs and I know what she wants. Previous agreements said you sleep naked when freshly showered. Standing beside the bed, I push the boxer-briefs down over my hips, over my already. I didn't mind this and there was no pain at all this point. It started to feel really nice as his finger went in deep and I started to shake.He took out his finger and tried to push two in. It was a bit painful but not that bad and he was pushing the two fingers in and out. I was, once again, enjoying it.He said "Are you ok? I'm not hurting too much?" I shook my head and "It's quite nice."He said "I'm really turned on by young boys cocks and bums. Are you enjoying it?" I said I was."Good. Let's. It was pretty clear that once I was strapped in I wasn't going anywhere. I hesitated for a moment. I would have to have faith that my mysterious employer would keep to his end of the deal. I was nervous. I felt sweat on my palms. I quickly put my knees into the stirrups and laid on the table before I backed out of the deal. As soon as my knees were in the stirrups, I heard a beep. I rose up and looked behind me. The driver had a stopwatch. Which he had just started."Lay back down." He commanded.