At first I thought she was a hooker, but she alleged she is in school now and was trying to make a go. You could see the rough street in her. She was ...ow 38 years old.She needed help with her resume so I offered her help and we went to the room.She had water and I had some Coors and got her resume in order. I had a nice suite and was in the living room working with her. She left for the bathroom, and when she got back, she got drowsier and drowsier. And eventually slurring and incoherent. I. Through her dazed state, Kira still was able to attempt to move and run, but found out then and there how stupid it was of her to do so. Her entire body was naked and bound by red cord to what felt like the bench of an excersize machine. A loud grunt escaped Kira's lips as she collided with a hard slab of concrete, the bench tipping on top of her. The sound of laughter ran tremors up her spine. It was a crazed, maniacle laugh that only made sense coming from the most sadisticly inclined. "They. I looked down, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. ‘I don’t see anything.’ I said. ‘Those panties!’ she screamed. ‘What about my panties?’ I replied, completely confused. ‘Why are you wearing them?’ I hesitated for a minute trying to figure out where this was going, but couldn’t, so I said, ‘Why not?’ She turned to the girl sitting next to me and said, ‘I’ll bet she’s also wearing a bra, check her.’ Before I could do anything, the girl next to me had lifted my shirt up. ‘You’re right, she is.’. He pushed my face, and I felt him pulse. I actually felt his cock throb in my hole! He groaned as he came, filling the condom with spurt after spurt. He lay on top of me for a time, his cock still lodged inside me. I felt so pleased that I had provided him such pleasure, that my own pleasure did not matter, that I had not even slightly had a chance to cum.Gently, carefully, he eased out of me, holding the condom. He walked around to the front of the table. I expected to be released now. "Open,.