He looked up at me. I fell into his gaze. I was mesmerized. He looked immensely pleased. It was a look of supreme confidence and domination. It was a ...ook that told me everything I needed to know: my life was no longer my own. Now his hand was flat against his muscled abdomen, the fingers moving down beneath the waistband of his gym shorts. Like me, he had a big bulge down there. I did not make a decision; I merely found myself on my knees, my fingertips probing those hard moist abs, my lips. It almost seems like the natural progression of things. Youare the dominant male and I am your beautiful and dominated boy.After what is easily 20 minutes, you finally remove your dick from mymouth and get off my chest. You slide down the bed and lay at my side.Your hands delight in running over my bare, stretched-out torso. Yourmouth kisses mine, and I don't mind so much as I did before. Then, yourhands reach under my harem top and reveal my soft, tender breasts.You smile confidently and. Jonas fumbled for a moment before he was able to set himself and urinate on the wall of the warehouse. He was gratified to hear the man chuckling. No one was on their guard against someone they were laughing at.Jonas fumbled at his pants again and mumbled something incoherent. He kept his head down as he moved forward and stumbled to the street side of the sidewalk and after a few awkward steps ran into the back of the SUV. He mumbled an apology that earned another chuckle from the man. Jonas. Unbidden, the image of the moist dark soil she had found herself covered in this morning jumped into her mind, not to mention the state she was in. He then pulled up the last leather strap, fitting it over her rib cage and under her breasts, pushing them up. Stella managed to ask, “Who are you? Why am I here?” There was no reply. When the Man slowly turned around Stella recognized a syringe filled with a clear liquid “No!” she cried, “Please, I didn't fight. You said you wouldn't sedate me!” As.