."Derrick and I stepped inside his sparsely decorated room. There was a desk, a bookshelf, a bed and not much else. He powered up an iPod player on th... shelf and a slow R&B groove filled the room. We looked at each other and smiled as I moved closer, gently rocking my hips back and forth."Mmmmmmm, babygurl," Derrick whispered. "Damn, y'all know how to get my blood pumpin'..." Oh, really?" I said."Yeah, girl," he said. "That body was made for fuckin'..."I kissed him and whimpered slightly.. Late one night following al party, she came into my room just as I was getting into bed and asked if she could sleep on the floor. A friend of hers had gotten wicked drunk, puked, and passed out in her bed. There were people sleeping on the couches and in the guest room. She had no place else to sleep. I offered to give her my bed and sleep on the floor. She told me to move over and crawled into bed with me.We talked for a little while, laughing about the events of the evening, and smoked a. ’ ‘Yes Master,’ Amy sighed. She knew that this was only the beginning and that she was in for a long road ahead of her. But considering what she had left behind, kneeling was not a difficult thing to do. She got down on her knees as directed, folding her hands in her lap and keeping her head lowered. He smiled and then turned to his work. Amy knelt there on the floor quietly as Mr. Roberts worked. Finally the time had come to go home. A couple of office workers popped into the office to say. The sound was incredibly loud in the small hallway. She could feel his hard cock against her naked ass. She was gripped by the back of her towel and shoved towards the bedroom, and she groaned inside. Oh dear God, this man is going to rape me in my own bed!She still couldn't see, but knew the direction they were headed in. This man pushed her through the door, and they stopped in front of she and Jim's bed. The remainder of Jim's shirt was ripped from off of her body. She was roughly shoved.