I feel your cold hands caress my thighs. Slip over my buttocks. Dance up my back. I know you are not going to make this easy for me. I start to strugg...e with the ties that bind my wrists. Bad move. I fall forwards onto the bed. As my head hits the pillow I hear you laughing. ‘Clumsy little fucker aren’t you?’ …’Yes Sir’ I whimper. As the flat of your palm connects with my flesh I wince in pain. Again the sound of your laughter rings in my ears. ‘That’s what dirty little sluts get for being. She was only s*******n, I called the police to do a missing persons report; Police Sergeant Bob was not very helpful, telling me how she’d probably had got drunk at some party an run off with a boy. I explained to the dumb son of a bitch about the money in her trust account, how she can only take out $100.00 at a time herself, but for larger amounts it requires my signature. He is sitting there telling me how she will most likely turn up later Bla Bla Bla. Sunday, night about 9 pm I got a. He is supposed to call."I sat up beside her. She turned her head slightly away and wouldn't look at me. I bumped my bare shoulder against hers. My erection tented my slacks."Why don't you call him tomorrow?" I took her hand and put it in my lap. Her fingers tightened around my prick, and she finally looked at me and smiled slyly.But her smile quickly faded. "Didn't I tell you?" she said. "My little brother died last month. He committed suicide. He was only twenty-three."She buried her face in. "She stood up. I looked at her leather clad body. Her hair was still in a tight bun. Her face was flushed and her cheeks had gone red. Her big beautiful hazel eyes were opened wide and her smile formed crow's feet around them. Her pouty lips were painted bright red that looked incredibly sexy against her pale skin. She had a small chin and pierced ears. I could see wrinkles around her mouth and on her throat which was glowing against the black, shiny, skin tight leather she had on. The top was.