They will come out if something happens tome, or if you don't do whatever I say." He patted the front of his pantsand said, "I wonder if you're a lit...le whore. Crawl over here, take meout of my pants, and suck me." I had slipped to my knees when he showedup. What was I going to do? I knew exposure would at least cost me myjob. I couldn't try to hurt him- he would still get the recordings out. What do I do?Suddenly, I was back in my bedroom in my childhood home. My Dad washolding my head. Let's talk." I love you, Ben. And I love that from time to time I can put my trust in you, let you control little aspects of our life together. But ... not all the time. I'm an independent girl and I've never let any boyfriend order me around." What makes you think I'd ever try to?" I don't think you would, but it's just that in some of my previous relationships, the guy would get some concept in his head that I had certain obligations or duties as 'his girlfriend'. But that's not me. I knew I. Her arms were lifted high above her head, strapped palm to elbow. Wicked black clips attached to wires were clamped to the tender undersides of her breasts, labia and clit, while a long, thick, wired tube was inserted into her pussy. A throbbing cock was buried in her ass, and the air was redolent with cigar smoke. Hailey was the subject of an interesting experiment: to see which device would cause her to clench her ass the hardest. To gentle her sobs and cries, big long-fingered hands. He finally got up onhis knees and scooted back to the end of the bed, pulling me with him. Then he stood there as beganto push his huge meat into my pussy. Just then Rhonda came up onto the bed and straddled myhead with her knees, facing my feet, and I saw the pinkness of the inside of her cunt as she lowered itto my mouth. Malcolm continued to press more of his meat into me until I felt him pressing against my cervix, andthen he began to thrust and move into and out of my pussy, which was.