Is what... you deserve, whore." I felt my body go pliant in his hands,submitting to the violation. "You brought this upon yourself," hesaid coldly, as...he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head to far back.Crying out, my body began to lean into his force, massaging him inside me,with a will to please my Master despite myself. "Admit it!" Again he thrust into my depths, forcing his way evendeeper by pulling me to him. Gasping with exhaustion and need I answered, "Yes...Master...I did. ’ He paused to light up a cigar and then continued, ‘Besides I could use a little extra money right now if I’m going to buy that Camaro from Sonny.’ ‘Yeah, nice ride.’ I stated as I took a drink. I thought a minute and said, ‘Maybe I should call old Peg to see how she’s doing?’ Fred looked at me with a smile and cautioned, ‘I wouldn’t do that if I were you. She also said something about her condition today being all your fault and that she was going to cut off your fucking dick the next time. I went in to the toilet, and as you'd expect there were some cubicles in addition to the urinals. I went in to the stall that was farthest away, and sat down to do my business. Back in those days, toilet partition walls were not reinforced with metal (I assume that's to stop people putting more glory holes in them!), and for any American readers, the stall walls are much taller than the ones you tend to have, and sometimes they go all the way to the floor and roof. This one was like that - a. I looked at her and said " damn girl you are a slut! " Lisa looked back at me as I walked over and put my high heels on my butt hanging out the back of my shorts and when I sat down I kind of flashed my kitty at her. lol" Talk about a slut! " Lisa yelled as she also slipped a button down shirt on. I stood up looked at myself in the mirror and then at Lisa and asked " Are you ready for this." Lisa rubbed her pussy and said, " You bet I am. " Lisa and I walked down the stairs and back into.