Her hair was tussled and some of it matted to her face with sweat. She was flush and her ass was red and sticky with sweat and sex juices. She was sta...ting to feel exposed out in the open when he gave her new orders. Get down in the mud and roll around like a fuck pig. Yeah? She asked incredulously. Once the hard, confident smile came back at her as a confirmation, she became confused. You want me to lay down in that filth? He advanced on her and the silence enveloped us, the only sound, her. Then, no warning, he sucker-punches me." She shook her head. "When I woke up later, I had a needle mark; dunno how long I was out. This guy was a pro. He had everything laid out, everything planned. I was in some basement, somewhere -- I think." What could you see?" Dark room, cement walls, wood floor. Well, there was wood everywhere I could see. There was tile behind me -- a big, open shower, I guess. I never saw it, but he said sumpthin' 'bout tile an' a drain durin' the enema." Enema?" Nate. And if there's a woman I like — usually an older woman — I take a room for a couple of hours.'My mother looked me strangely for moment, eyebrows raised, then impulsively took my hand. 'It's really nice to see you, darling — I haven't seen you since you brought my present round at Christmas!'I laughed hollowly. 'And I didn't even get a kiss under the mistletoe!''I — I didn't think you'd want one, dear. And anyway — I — I couldn't invite you in.'I laughed again, this time bitterly. 'I know, Mum.. Two lights. Four and a half, folks, and some hot, tight virgin pussy is waiting for the winner. One last light. Anyone else? Going once? Going twice? Sold, four and a half million dollars, to Master D. Master J said, and Master D approached the stage. He was a burly, stocky man with jaw-length brown hair and black eyes which never seemed to move. But now, those black eyes were glimmering with raw hunger, and he stepped up to the stage to take her from Master J. Will you be playing with your.