He undid his belt and threw it on the floor."Mr. Conrad, wait" I pleaded. I remember seeing his chest and torso heave with his heavy breathing. He had...a hunger in his eyes and it was for me. His dick was hard and he could no longer wait to fuck me. I could tell by animal look in his eyes. I moved back as far as I could until I felt the wooden head board on the bed. I watched him throw his pants down almost angrily and pull off his boxers. He cock bounced out and pointed upwards at the. " Well beautiful lady, if you should change your mind, any time, I canlook after your needs and care for you most generously."With that he stood, bowed and kissed my hand, before retreating from theroom. It was then that I was aware that my heart rate had been extremelyelevated and I was feeling a little faint. The whole conversation hadbeen bizarrely strange. This was not a world where I knew how to be.He had been tall and well built. He smelt of an expensive, manly cologneand he was dressed. It stirred. Slowly the tree came to life, and immediately recognizing the sweetly sour odor, excitement came over him. He looked down and sure enough, there they were. The tree loved it when they came to visit him. He loved to listen to them talk, and he loved to watch them. They were his only friends, and they had no idea. The tree didn’t see many people in his green open space, but when he did they were usually just passing through. He often sensed unhappiness from them. Though they could. That was a showstopper for me for a moment to realize that watching a woman misuse me was turning him on. My body bucked attempting to reconnect with her mouth. ‘Nooo,’ I whispered. ‘Pardon Suzie,’ Master asked politely. I didn’t say a word. I still couldn’t admit to enjoying sex with a rapist, how could I admit to yearning for the touch of another woman? Master massaged my breast vigorously. It hurt. It felt good. He stopped. I wished he hadn’t. Belinda held open my labia. It thrilled me and.