His knuckles were red from the fall but no cuts or intense bruising which made me relieved. He out stretched his hand and I took it, lifting me up to ...y feet. I glanced at my watch to notice, it was 5:30pm. We had wasted time and would suffer for it by hitting rush hour traffic. I groaned and looked around to see we were the only ones left in the office, apparently everyone else had left early for the weekend. ‘I’ll drive,’ I frowned as I looked at Chris rubbing his knuckles. He opened his. Now come on.’ he said as he took hold of her wrist and pulled her to her feet. ‘Where are we going?’ demanded Kayla. ‘It’s your turn.’ said Josh as he walked her to Sam’s bike. He let go of her and folded out the kick-starter again. Once the bike was running, he slid forward on the saddle as far as he could go, and said, ‘Get on. This is going to hurt me more than it will you.’ Kayla laughed and sat down behind Josh. ‘It’s been a long time since I was sitting on this bike. Where are we riding. When Katrina looked down, she saw that my cock was very hard and that my panties struggled to contain it. This is where the fantasy begins.Katrina came towards me as I laid on the bed. Just her brushing my cock made it raging. A few seconds later she slowly pulled down my panties enough to reveal my raging hard-on, part of them covering my balls. In fact it was so raging that three slow strokes was all it took for me to release my first load of cum on her. It was at this point Katrina told me. So her punishment was to be a sex toy, a cum-slut for anyone who wanted her. Oh, God, and she had agreed in advance, without knowing, to anything Ray wanted. Ray picked up a sports bag, slinging it over his shoulder."Condoms, Nicky," he told her, "just hope I brought enough."By now a few of the strangers had gathered around the car, enjoying the spectacle that she offered, almost naked, arms and legs tied spread wide and high, impossible for her to stop anyone doing anything. It was a dogger's.