What is your name?”“Claudia.”“Kyle seems to think we would abuse a small young sweet girl like you. We are not like that. We all have mother... and sisters and respect women. We just all had some problems with men and ended up going to prison for assault or sometimes murder. We just got out of prison and decided to do a weekend hike to clear our minds. We know guys like Kyle. Guys who like to abuse women. We know how to let them feel what it is like though. We aren’t going to rape you. . ” “Good. Take up the clothes pegs then. Put one beneath each nipple. Hmmm yes. There’s a good boy. Does that hurt? I bet that makes your cock stiff. Put another one just at the base of your cock, between your cock and your balls. That’s it. Beautiful. I can imagine the pain in your eyes. It’s funny thinking of you doing these things to please me. It’s only dull pain right now. I like it best when I tell you to take them off; then it really hurts. Then there will be tears in your eyes slut, and. My senses are full of him: his taste, his feel, his scent. I've reached the limit of how much I can take of him in my mouth, so I tentatively begin to fuck his cock with my throat. Small movements that seem to make his cock grow harder still. I want to please him in ways he’s never felt before, to bring him to new heights of ecstasy. I feel his legs tense and he calls my name, shaking his head. "Next time, baby,'" he murmurs, gesturing for me to release his cock from my throat. Pulling me up,. He found it to be both the most serene and sensual thing that he had ever seen. The woman who owned the establishment was called Chiyoko and she used to make the tea every night. Robert found himself going on most evenings after work. He absolutely fell in love with the taste of the matcha (the tea used), the ceremony itself and the feeling of peace that it gave him to watch. It was this serenity that usually made Robert so turned on after watching it. Juliana indicated that Robert should.