... end of Chapter 2 ...The wheels of the dolly underneath the big cross were small and Daisy's body felt every small bump in the floor like a blow. E...ery part of her body ached, every muscle was fatigued and screamed for rest, every inch of skin was raw and on fire. Underneath it all, though, she was alert and aroused -- this was what he'd promised her, what she'd hoped for when she got on the plane over twenty-four hours ago. She'd been a pain slut ever since she finished college and decided. " What!" I said staring at the card he held out before me."Trust me," he said, "you're a good man."I took the small card and turned it over to see an address and some other writing that I couldn't read."Thanks, I think," I said with a rue smile.It wasn't an easy place to find and in the end it was the smell that led me to the door of the small shop; that smell of Eastern spices."Can I help you, sir?" said a very old man who had appeared from the back of the shop.I handed over Sepal's business. Still, I got on my knees and sucked it hard like i'd rather have cock in my mouth than breathe. In between taking his hardening cock down my throat I managed to beg and plead with him to fuck me. He simply laughed at how desperately pathetic I sounded and made me suck him some more. Finally he told me to get on the bed, lay on my back and pull my panties to one side. I did what I was told, then slowly popped the plug out of my sissy fuck-hole straight into my mouth. I pulled my cheeks apart as. ” His mind completely stopped working. She didn’t really mean what he thought????She pressed the vibrator a bit harder. He groaned and squirmed. “Beg for it slave. I want to hear you beg for it. What do you want me to do?” The vibrator withdrew a bit. “No, don’t stop.” He heard himself whimper. Her voice was harder. “Slaves have to beg for it, don’t they?” The vibrator slapped against his ass. He remembered every single time he had made her beg for him to fuck her ass. Was this.