He moved his fingers under her thong, sliding two into her wet pussy. His other hand pushed down harder on Elle’s neck, starting to choke her. Elle ...losed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being physically dominated by Him. She gasped for air when he lessened the pressure, and struggled weakly against his firm grip. She was His.It took only a minute of this treatment for Elle to feel her orgasm approaching. She moaned silently as she was choked, grinding her hips and her pussy harder against. I didn't want to end up in the slam for kickin' Whitley's pimply ass, so I calmed myself down and watched."On the house," said Larry, setting my usual Lite in front of me. I swigged half the glass and returned to my informal sleuthing.I was at the end of the bar in a kinda darkened spot, my back was to it, the bar, elbows pushed back half supporting me while I watched them. She finally spotted me.She smiled weakly in my direction—busted—but she kept on dancing with him. Oh, him? He's Alan. We sat similarly in the car with my arms around her. I asked her to press my dick slowly into the car and she started squeezing it. The driver too suspected something so kept on looking at us through the rear mirror and in between I took chances and squeezed her breasts. She was scared that the driver might see us and scolded me to wait for some more time and then I am all yours but I was totally in the mood and didn’t pay attention to her.The journey to her home seemed like 1 year, as my dick. And what could she do if she did? She was unable to uncuff herself, and therefore was unable to undo the leather straps, unzip this bag and run away. She was totally helpless. When she realized that, she began to cry; and, sobbing, she heard the sound of starting engine, and then the van moved off.She didn’t know how long they rode. Maybe it was half an hour, maybe two hours. She tried to memorize turns at first, but got lost on fourth or fifth. She couldn’t even imagine where she could be.