Faster, harder, stronger, he kept going and all I could do was moan out and take his pounding. Mercilessly, he took my pussy, fucking me till I couldn... take it anymore. I came again, my head getting lighter, all I could do was look around, seeing my Aunt look back at me, a mixture of anger and pity towards me it seemed? I couldnt tell. And before I could think anything, I was filled up again. He let go of me and let me collapse on the bed as he pulled out. " Less then 10 minutes, see wath a. Scott handed me a beer, grabbed me by the hand and led me into the largest living room I had ever seen. “Have a seat. Relax a bit.” he said as he practically pushed me onto the couch. I managed to gulp my beer as Scott pulled up a ottoman at my feet and sat down directly in front of me. He sat with his legs gaped open, revealing part of his penis out the side of his bikini briefs. I felt nervous. “So, tell me about yourself.” he demanded. I went through the usual I'm married, I have k**s, I. You have to learn what the punishment will be so you will learn tobecome the slut I desire."I was looking at him pleading with my eyes, trying to visually beg himto be merciful and gentle with me. But to be honest I really didn't knowjust how far this bastard would go? I was just going to have to trusthim, like he said!He gently trailed the crop up the backs of my legs allowing the suspenseto build."It's a good job a gave you a good spanking last time Cindy, it willgive you a little more. The young man (we’ll call him Charles) had finished his summer job on a farm and was going back to his parent’s home. The distance was about 200 miles. He had been picked up a few times for about half the distance. That evening he was hoping to be picked up by a travelling salesman or a trucker who could drive all night and get him to within a few hours of home. With a small suitcase in one hand, he stuck out his thumb at any possible ride. It was getting dark and there were fewer and fewer.