I have no idea what to expect but your very clear about who will be in charge. "Take off your panties" you demand. "Excuse me?" I question puzzled. "Y...u hear me slut, this is my car you follow my rules. First is no questioning anything I tell you to do and second is you must refer to me as Sir" "Um...sure" I answer You strike my legs hard and I feel hot pain flash in front of my eyes "Shit! Why did you do that!?" You smack it again and I notice your pants becoming tighter as you enjoy my pain. .. I was in heaven... Grunting with excitement I rammed myself faster and faster into the rag doll angel."I thought you wanted to be a gothic chick! I thought you fucking Goth whores liked this sort of thing!" I taunted the girl as I raped her,mocking that outward show that had drawn me to her. I wanted her to believe this was her fault. She went limp with my words, and gave apathetic whimper. All resistance faded from her abused body. She was a rag doll now, a fucking toy for me to use. I fumbled with my phone to dial him up, was so wet and excited. I left a message and waited while I was reading the paper. Within minutes, a man with a very sexy voice and a Hindi accent, was on the phone with me and we were discussing the details of what I wanted and where we should meet. I wanted so much to set with him at my hotel room, but, I was skeptical in a this wondrous and exotic land. We agreed to meet at the new mall which was a stone throw away from where I was sitting. I was wet. I semi stood up and shoved my jeans and boxers down past my knees. My cock now free reached out into the air. Sarah took my cock into her hand, and gave it a few quick strokes. She licked me from balls to tip. Sarah took the very tip of my cock and held it in her lips, kissing it, and licking it at the end. I closed my eyes, and put my hands in her hair. Sarah started a series of quick shallow thrusts with her neck down on my cock. Her wet mouth was watering on my cock. I moaned in pleasure..