" Will you give her what she wants, if she wins?" Of course. A deal is a deal." I closed my eyes and allowed my senses free reign. Emotions poured in ...rom miles around.There you are!A slight smile formed on my lips."How far can you reach now?" Izzy asked."I'm not sure. About a hundred miles or so. I keep meaning to test it, but I never seem to find the time." So you know where she is?" Not precisely, but give or take a few yards ... yeah, I know." How? How can you tell it's her?"My smile grew. A couple men had their cocks out stroking them as they watched me being such a slut. As my frenzy subsided I again felt embarrassed to have not only so completely showed them all what a slut I was, but to have them see me naked, my cock dripping the cum that being such a slut had caused to appear and kneeling on the cum stained floor of the booth. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed with fear and humiliation. I heard their comments... what a sissy… what a tranny bitch…slut... god what a faggot.... That one scares me. No manual, so I have to make some educated guesses from what I can learn on the internet. It's got something called a dry sump. No oil pan. It's going to take a little longer to set that one up. Them French guys didn't build cars the same way we did. Got some funny stuff I've got to figure out before I turn the crank." Good luck."I walked out of the old factory with a smile on my face. Dad was spending a lot of hours there, putting the two machines into running order. He. I stretch my arm to you and place my finger on your lips. I let it slide away as I turn away. I think you want to hurt me now. To punish me.If you want me darling, if you truly want me, you have to stop me. If you want me, then come to me. Now, darling, now.You grab my arm, you twist and pull me to you. You wrench my arm into the small of my back. You make me gasp. You got my signal. You can be free, darling. Flow over me, let it out, lust desire and everything inside.As I'm forced.