Meeting face to face was a requirement. After introductions and a minimum of small talk we got down to the reason for the meet. I had expressed an int...rest in becoming their sub/sex slave. They were agreeable with me being a novice in this type of setting. I was told they were very eager to have a mature subject. I was informed we would chat more online now that we had met, with the intention of role playing a few scenarios that they were interested in doing in real life. Their requirement was. I reached down and I took the bottom of her tee shirt and I started to lift it up her body. She immediately grabbed it from me and I said very quickly that I need to finish fast. So with a little hesitation she let go and I moved the tee shirt over her breasts. I could not believe what I was looking at. It was something that should have been on a bigger woman but there they were. Beautiful, full, heavy, and soft. I’m thinking that she has no idea what is coming so I move fast. I shimmy up her. The struggling of the prey always excites the predator instinct Kelli was manhandled, shoved and pushed. Where some of the guys might have felt some pity, they were now all getting excited. It was a group reaction. Kelli was grabbed and held. ?Fuckin Slut.? They shoved her around to one guy after another. ?White Trash.? ?Cunt? ?White Pussy.??I am not a slut.? ?You guys leave me alone.? ?I am just a kid.? ?You can’t do this!??Well little Baby face why don’t you get down on your. Dan's arm wasn't large enough. Afew weeks ago Anne had discovered to her shame and self-loathing thatthe quarter horse stallion next door, although small, was big enough tomeet her needs. And so tonight while Dan had been out she had been overto meet her stud.It was bestial. It was rough and forceful. Sometimes the stupid horsebit her and it hurt and bruised her, which was another reason forcovering up. Yet it satisfied and filled her so she'd gone back, eachtime telling herself this would be.