" Her imagination was running wild as he worked outside of her vision. All the things he had done to her before flashed though her mind. All the terri...le things he had done, the humiliation, the shame, the pain. But worst of all the pleasure, she could take the physical torture, but her body's inevitable betrayal always struck her the hardest. "Does this little bitch trust her master?" His voice was close, filling her ears. "Please sir not the suit, anything but the suit! I'll do whatever you. So, ever the obedient girl, I made sure there would be video for him to do just that. I knew the second I opened the door to Danks, he’d want to take me and fuck me till we both collapsed. And he certainly proved me right. I’d met Danks on an online dating site and, amongst other reasons, the description in his profile of his “big Jewish penis” had drawn me to him. He had barely been in the apartment two minutes before I had my hands all over it, stroking it over his underwear while he. They are like sharks: circling, waiting. We all need to be extra careful. Never to be alone. never to look back or respond.During this stop they took each of us aside and looked us over. Like we were a hot commodity or something. Coop really liked Gwen, but then, so did all of them.On the other hand, I am not looking so good. My hair is starting to get a fine rats nest and with my new bruise I am less then stellar looking. I do get a nickname. I am not sure this was a good thing. I didn't get. I was still exploring this side myself and my dick, so getting a stiffy, in the bath, pouring honey on my feet was kind of funny. Then I had a brainwave. If I can get this horned up pouring stuff on my feet, what about pouring stuff on my dick? My eyes swivelled to the edge of the bath and I remembered I'd bought the beans too! Okay, well why not? I peeled off my tee-shirt, my hairless chest completely flat and featureless, apart from my two nipples sticking out. I pulled down my pants and.