.. nooo... don't do that... noooooo," she mumbled as Dawson lifted her up slightly to yank the dress off her shoulders. "Nooo... NOOOOOO!" she said mo...e vehemently, her survival instinct beckoning her to self-defense. She began to flail and kick her legs, punching the air in an effort to escape her attacker. But her arms were like lead, and her blows fell on the soft mattress ineffectually."Now, now... honey, no use makin' a fuss. You ain't got a snowball's chance of gettin' away from the fuck. " Pleased," Mike smiled. "What floor'r you on?"K yearned for the elevator to move faster. "Penthouse," Nice." Mike smiled. "What view?" South," K replied politely trying to make it sound like a conclusion,realizing that the fellow was one of the fortunate ones, genuinely happywith their world and the conversation was just him being naturallytalkative."Me too," Mike nodded, "it's great, eh?" Yes, it's the reason why eyemeye," slurred over the error with a mentalkick, "uncle bought here." K. I sent him to the shower later to get ready for work whilst I had my kids' room cleaned. He was out in some time getting himself bathed. He had seven different colored and textured panties for each day of the week to put on his 32 waist over the cock cage. He had encased his masculinity in such a deep pit that it may require a high time devotion and hard work to get it back. It went pretty well till now.It was the mid noon and i changed from my loose T's and Pajamas to the high waisted blue. I turned slowly, facing the back wall. I heard her feet move on the floor.She was so close to me, but she was not touching me. I enjoyed the tension, the anticipation. I wanted her to touch me…So I waited for her touch."Put your hands on the wall..." It was her next order.I leant forward, putting my hands on the cold tiles of this wall.Then she finally picked up the hem of my short dress, pulling it right up to my waist. I felt the cold air passing through my bare buttocks and my cunt, since I.