”“So, was I a mistake?”“No, of course not. Was I?”“No.”“I have no regrets, Melanie.”“Nor do I. Did you talk to Samantha?”“She ...oesn’t have any details about the plea agreement, either. She only found out when I called her. I guess they’re playing it close to the vest right now.”“Probably waiting on the judge to sign-off,” Melanie replied. “The judge doesn’t have to follow the agreed sentence, but the prosecution wants to know beforehand, because otherwise it’s a total mess.”“Wouldn’t there be. We kissed and then Cheryl pulled me down on the bed on top of her. I rubbed my crotch against Cheryl as we kissed."Cheryl, can I see your pussy?" Yes, let's get naked."I thought, 'Cheryl must be really horny. I'm definitely getting laid today.' We removed the remainder of our clothes and sat back down on the bed. I pressed my body against Cheryl's while we kissed. After a couple minutes, I kissed my way down her body until I reached her pussy.Cheryl's pussy was crowned with a crown of dark. “What is your full name?” I asked.“Lavinia... Montesque,” she answered. I kept on fondling her nice big boobs. “The Honourable Lavinia Montesque,” she added... and a great sob choked her. Well, well, I thought, here we have a piece of the EnglishAristocracy really brought down in the world. How nice to contemplate. The Honourable Lavinia Montesque, eh?“Quite a change of lifestyle,” I said, grinning. Another big sob shook her. She was soaping my belly. Soon she would be down to my cock. Nice.. I lost sense of pretty much everything. I became numb to the abuse on my body. I didnt even realise when it stopped. It was only after silence fell that I realised it was over. No more shouting or laughing or grunting. Just me. Left alone and tied up to discover what a filthy whore I really was. I stayed there for what felt like hours, though it probably wasnt. And you know what? I missed it. Id hated every second of my torture but somehow I still yearned for it. At least when I was being used.