It was only a few drinks, and I didn't even finish the last one, I was feeling warm and woozy, which added to my building horniness. The belt of my co...t had worked loose, causing it to part and hang open. Even with the tray down, glancing down I could see my bush peeking out from underneath my dress. I was pretty confident that the tray obscured my new-found friend's view, but I wasn't certain. I was getting hotter, and could feel myself getting very wet, and I found myself frequently looking. "I think that, underneath my bravado and ability, I am scared and a sexual wanton. I do know that you bring out a side of me that is unbelievably enticing and terrifying at the same time."I am a trained rape counselor and have counseled girls. I've never truly understood how an otherwise 'nice' girl could lose control without drugs or liquor. I know now. I found out that I'm not a good person or the type a good man would take home to his mother. I just." She began to sob as the tears overflowed. . ok, see you then."I finished eating quickly then put on my usual outfit. I went out to the Flying Dutchman, took off and set course for Tiffany's farmhouse.I'm running a feud with the football players. Also I have to deal with a relationship I want, she may want, but will it survive public reaction? Come to think it, why do I care? The behavior of everybody else is comic relief to me most of the time. My concern should be that Tiffany is able to stand the public reaction. Today I think I'll. I was hard by now and that was what they were waiting for. As soon as I got hard, they stopped playing with me. Then they started slapping my dick hard and started whipping my thighs. The whips stung hard on my skin as another lady got on top of my face. She asked me to lick her asshole.As I licked her, I could feel the beating on my dick and thighs. I felt helpless and turned on at the same time, and despite all the beating, I was still rock hard. This must have made my masters smirk.I kept on.