Black and red. I looked up andaround desperately, looking for an escape from the bonds. But all I sawin the room was a mirrored wall, with me perfectl... framed.I was indeed kneeling. I doubt I could have stood, not in the blackleather knee boots with wicked three-inch heels. They glistened againstblack stockings which whispered up to my thighs where they ended indeep bands of black lace.Suspenders, taut and black, led up past a scandalous pair of whore-redmesh and lace knickers which were tight. "My turn," said another voice. It was easier for this one to slip into her ass. Again Rita was placed in the same position as before as another stranger fucked her young ass. This one was rougher than the last one. He grabbed her hips and fucked her tight ass hard and deep. Rita heard herself moaning and she ass was violated. Again the man came deep her in. Rita was breathing hard when the second man pulled out."Your ass hurts, don't it little girl," said a third voice.Rita was scared. "No not. Then, he stopped, and I could see him admiring my pussy. I knew it looked delicate, with the small red lips of my entrance hidden within the puffy molds of skin around it. I didn’t have much pubic hair, and it followed a line down as if it made a trail to my sex, so I never shaved it.Daddy made a mention to reach forward, and dry me there too, but I stopped him. “No, Daddy. No, please. I’ll cum. Swear to God, if you touch me there, I’ll cum.” I said honestly, with an anxious voice, asking him. Her eyes glanced again at my stiffing penis, and I saw her smile slightly. 'Well, it doesn't seem to bother you as much as you make it sound like. I really do have to use the bathroom, so why don't I just wait here while you finish up?' I couldn't believe I heard her say that. Well, the thought of my own mother watching me pleasure myself turned me on greatly.I turned back towards the mirror and began to stroke again. I could see her to my side, watching my hand slide up and down my penis. I.