This time he was much more gentle and I relaxed myself into the soft bed and took his full weight and wrapped my arms around his broad back. It felt s... good to feel those heavy thighs pushing onto me and we kissed as if we had done this before. This stranger was very good at kissing, which was always a good turn on for me and I ran my hands over his back and let him take charge. Though it felt so natural and good, we were strangers after all and since I did not have much experience I was happy. She rubbed the head around my enlarged hole teasing me. She was enticing me, "A nice big hard cock on a man who knows how to use it. You would know what it feels like to suck a real one..." Oh yeah sounds good. Please honey, please...." My voice trailed off."Please what? You want me to set you up for some abuse by cock?" She teased me further with he fingers in a way usually reserved for woman."Whatever you want I'll do it I promise. I'll be a slut a whore just please finish me off." I blurted. Young and impressionable adolescents reliving the days events and frustrations, finding solace in their thoughts and relief in their orgasms, strong imaginative contortions, of visual imagery, such as watching Beth being fucked by a forty year old man, and touching his cock still warm from her internal body heat, made my fingers dance between my wet lips, until Lizzy, a girl in the next bed, seeing my playing, slipped between my sheets and legs, and my wet fingers toyed with my pebble like. From now on you will perform what I want, when I want it, or your husband gets to see the tapes, as well as a few friends of yours that I have traced from things you said.’ I was paralysed, I couldn’t think of anything I could do. He had me. I should have been able to think of something but I have always had this fantasy about being a slave, being owned. It comes from all that humiliation at school, the worthless Zoe Zero. In only a couple of minutes this guy, whoever he was, owned me. ‘Who.