She whispered the floor and room aloud, third and twenty-seven.She took a deep breath and walked in the elevator. It was cold and soft music played dr...matically as she waited.Finally the numbers met up and she found herself in a long empty hall. She counted the numbers down, eying the room with the large golden two and seven. The dark blue door seemed to beckon to her. She raised her small fist and knocked upon the door. After a few footsteps, the door swung open.Her eyes fell upon a large,. “I spoke to my wives,” I said after we’d ordered. “And the issue of my rules came up.”“I don’t think I like where this is headed,” she said dejectedly.“Actually, I need to explain some things to you, things I probably should have explained before. My rules developed over time, and usually because I did something dumb, or had some bad result.”The waitress came and took our orders, and the conversation continued.“How many rules are there?” Melissa asked.There was NO WAY on earth I was going to. I felt dirty, used, degraded, but loved it and said, "oh yes sir fill my nasty ass cunt with your hot cum." He spanked my ass again to remind me who was in control. ,Just as he was done, I heard more noise, but he didn't release me. I looked up and saw two guys walk up from the brush from my right and to me left stood a man with his penis out of his pants slowly jerking it. Who knows how long they saw my debauchery. One said, "What the hell is going on here?" My r****t answered. "I'm giving. Thirty minutes.”They both said their goodbyes and ended the call. Julie felt like she was over the moon, yet Tim was shell shocked, wondering what happened to his great plan to apologize to his teacher for flirting with her and asking about maybe transferring to another class.After a quick shower, Tim was dressed in a plain white, form-fitting t-shirt that tightly traced every muscle of his sculpted body and a simple pair of baggy pants. He made sure these were not the tight, body-contouring.