He looked into her eyes and smiled. His cock was pumping in and out of her now. “You like that whore? You like how that feels? Rich Bitch has pr...bably never felt so fucking good, has she? Tell me you fucking like it. Beg for it harder.” Her voice was forced out of her mouth in between moans. “I - l-like it, Sir. P-please fuck me harder…” At this point, she wasn’t sure she didn’t mean it. The aching in her pussy was bad, but the other feelings… She felt a trail of wetness slide down. I wondered if Martin was abusing Barbara again, using the threat of the photos to get her to what he wanted. I phoned down to the cleaner's room and asked to speak to her. I was told that she'd phoned in sick, I wasn't surprised, at least she was out of Martin's evil clutches. I then typed up a letter of confession, admitting that Barbara and I had been drugged and that all and any sexual contact between us and Martin and Ian was under the influence of the drug, which they had administered. I. She held her own legs back now, wanting what she knew was coming, thrilled when she heard the buzz of his descending zip and felt him fumble around, seeking to free his erection. The tip of his cock found her entrance and she froze, waiting in excited anticipation for him to enter her. "That's it, fuck her."The man didn't need the anonymous encouragement; he pushed forward and slid his cock deep into her, making her gasp with pleasure. She looked up into his face, half hidden in shadows, able. She was stuck at the moment, not knowing how to start. Then my eyes met with liftman eyes and we were looking at each other.The liftman said, “I will switch off the torch, you open your pant,” and switched it off the torch. As soon the there was no light, the tunnel was filled with total darkness. As we were below 200 feet, from the ground, there was no sign of light.Suddenly, my wife said, “It’s scary, can you please turn on the light?” As there was no place to stand, while removing her pant,.