The driver opened the luggage hatch and pulled out two pieces, looking at the tags. “These yours?” he asked. “Yes, they're mine,” Daniel said....The driver heaved them onto the sidewalk at the small station and got back into the bus. The door closed and he drove away.Daniel gripped his small bag and looked at the two heavier pieces of luggage. Glancing around, he saw no one. As he watched the bus drive off, it felt as if he had been cast adrift in the open sea. His heart sank, and Daniel felt. Nikki told me about these episodes very shortly after we hooked up. She never shied from the truth about her twisted past.These stories left me feeling aroused. Nikki began to tell me these tales during foreplay. I would jealously fuck her hard, immediately after hearing these confessions.Nikki told me that she wanted to fuck a stranger. "I want to be fucked, by a stranger," she admitted.Nikki's blunt statement shocked me. My cock stiffened, in surprise."How?" I asked, with my hand. “You deserved to be punished, don't you slut”. Of course, I agree. He tells me that I am to be slapped against the cheek 4 times to each side. again with implicit instructions that I am not allowed to cry. Each smack is given harder than the last. I am holding back the tears from fear, from the pain, and most importantly my regret. He lectures me in between each blow reminding me of the whore I've been and always will be and how tightly I need to be controlled. He proceeds to tell me that I. She must have known that's what I wantedbecause she undid my jeans and slid her hand onto my waiting cock.Danielle rubbed my member through the lace and silk panties."Oh god yes! Rub my cock," I exclaimed."Do you like that, pantyboy?" she asked."I love it! I love the feeling of your hand on my cock, rubbing methrough my panties!" I exclaimed, unable to stop myself.Danielle stopped and picked up the camera."Follow me," she said as she stood up.I followed Danielle into the bedroom."Take off your.