My legs were pushed further open by the dark figure's hips. A prodding sensation against my thigh confirmed my thoughts. Tears welled in my eyes as I ...elt my submission coming…The penetrating glare the man gave me left my fumbling for words and yet submissive to his touch. I screamed a muffled cry for help, his hand held fast against my mouth and the grip on my throat tightened as he stabbed me with his swollen and hard lust. He pushed roughly against me, disregarding the lack of moisture to. “You’re beautiful, Natalie. Any guy would be lucky to have you. I’d even want to have you...” I said, surprised by my own honesty. I was startled when she suddenly burst out crying again. Look what I’ve done now… I should have shut my mouth. I walked over to her and sat next to her on her bed. I put my arm around her. “I’m sorry, Natalie.” I held her closer in my arms as she cried on my shoulder. For at least five good minutes we just sat there holding each other. Natalie finally sat up from my. Santa baby and hurry down the chimney tonight.’ her voice rings as her hands move from her hair to her hips, then up behind her, to the clasp of the top. She undoes it and holds it to her with one arm while the other slides the straps off. She keeps her arm in place so the top doesn’t fall as she keeps swaying. ‘Hurry down the chimney tonight.’ she whispers as her free hand pulls the top of the out and down just enough to see the little patch of hair above her vagina. ‘Hurry down…tonight.’ at. “Be still, like a good boy.” I obeyed, my mind far too overwhelmed by pain to do otherwise, even if I had lacked the all consuming drive I now felt to obey her. She turned me over, flipping me onto my back, the pain from the contact with my bruised back barely registered upon my pain-numbed senses. My cock had softened from during my torture, but I was half-crazed with desire for this woman, and a few expert, teasing strokes from her hand brought the blood rushing back to it. I smiled up at the.