We were scared. More scared than when all the other men came and looked at us to choose which one they wanted to fuck with.’ Stopping talking for a...few minutes as she gathered up her strength, she then continued, the memory hard to verbalise. ‘He chose me. I was so scared, he had a look of evil in his eyes, and he grabbed my wrist, twisting it as he dragged me up to a bedroom…. He hurt me that first time…. With his hands…. He liked to see me beg him to stop hurting me…. Afterwards I lay there,. It felt good. In my dream, I could feel something gently pulling at my bikini bottoms. In my sleep i started groaning. I felt warmth around my clit, a sensation of a tongue licking my lips, so I started grinding as I felt the pressure building between my legs. In my sleep, I groaned Steve's name as I began to get more and more aroused. Still, in a state of sleep, I felt someone climb on top of me, and then the feeling of a hard cock probing at my soaked lips, trying to find its way in. By this. "Or is tying up girls just another of your hobbies?" What's the difference?" Frank replied with a smirk. "It'll just take a few minutes." He pushed her gently to a seated position on the chair and stepped back to look at her. "Your stockings are a little baggy," he told her. "Tighten them up."Erica looked slightly annoyed and hesitated for a moment. Her cheeks becoming prettily flushed, she slowly pulled back her black-satin skirt and white-lace-embroidered slip to reveal black stocking tops,. I’m attracted. You see, I live a boring, efficient, practical adult life. I work all day, come home, make dinner, and go to bed. Sometimes I hit the gym. Sometimes I see friends. I never do anything crazy, or spontaneous. I’m always too tired at the end of the day. I don’t have time for men, or dating, so I pretend like that’s not something I need. But then, people like this movie theatre guy come along, and I feel my hormones rushing, reawakening. Despite the AC, my blood is rushing and.