The empty box of the huge butt plug, currently wedged uncomfortably in her ass, lying there and seemingly mocking her predicament. Along with a slick ...oated penis like thing, that she shudderingly realized, he had probably used on her.She sobbed quietly now, grimacing at the ropes binding her legs, that felt ten times tighter than they had been when he first tied her up. He had obviously snugged everything up while she lay blacked out on the van’s floor.The van stopped moving and she watched. I know this turns you on, I know you've had a crush on me for years. I can see the way you stare at me and the way you blush when I touch you. I also know that you are a kinky bitch, when you moved in and went out with friends that evening, I went into your room wanting to help you unpack and guess what I find?" I know exactly what he is talking about: my little box full of toys. I have used many of them with my old boyfriends. I look to the ground feeling ashamed and turned on. "Yes, I know. When I get to her feet, Davina turns over, she does not worry about her robe having almost fallen asleep, and she is so relaxed. I work on her feet massaging each toe and then the soles and ankles of her feet with the warm oil on her skin shining with the oils on her hair free smooth fresh lily-white skin. As Davina is a redhead, her skin is quite sensitive so we have made sure the oils and aromatic scent suit her skin and the perfume is so relaxing with the overall ambiance. I now start. ..Story 1: I was 22. Me and a friend walk into a jazz bar for one last drink to cap off a long night of bar hopping. A live jazz band was playing and they were very very good. The place wasn't crowded but it wasn't empty either. It had a great vibe going that night.I notice a very pretty woman with a hot body sitting on some much older guy's lap a few seats away from mine. She seemed old to me - I was 22 at the time and she was only 26, an old 26 to me. I see her get up and off that guy. Going.