We headed off to our room, Kirsty leading the way - I would need muchmore guidance before the night was over. The room was basic butcomfortable - a do...ble bed, television, sofa and ensuite bathroom. Therewas a wide mirror on the wall which made the room look much larger.Kirsty and I opened a bottle of red wine and chatted a while, getting toknow each other. She sat on the end of the bed as I perched on thedressing table. The curtains were wide open and I could see peoplewalking past - oblivious. “What do you want from me?” I asked the voice. “Oh we will get to what I want soon enough” he said as a felt something very cold slide up my body, over my tits and press against my throat. “I’m holding a knife at your throat and if you don’t do what I tell you too I will cut you,” the voice told me. I was trembling at this point and honestly I didn’t know what to do. I had this strange dark figure with his cock and my back holding me to the wall and a knife at my “Do you understand me slut?” I. At first, I didn’t know what was happening to her, but she pulled me tighter to her, then shoved herself down on my fingers and made sure I couldn’t pull them out. God, she must have shook like that for over a minute. When she was done, she started playing with me some more, and the next thing I knew, my pussy was tingling, my tummy got all fluttery, and I felt like I was losing control of myself! And the scary part? I just didn’t care! Whatever was happening to me, I wanted it more and more! I. Again I stood. Greg must have noticed. He has moved his hand slowly toward me and put it on my thigh. I looked at him, but he still looked at my shorts. I liked this. I admit that I was hoping for it from the outset. He moved his hand to my stomach, then stroked him and slowly slid his hand into my boxers. He does not hurry up, which further enhanced the my excitement. In the end, he reached for my penis. It was unbelieveable feeling. He grabbed my stick and began to gently move it. I gained.