Sara also never shied away from putting on display her rather significant cleavage and many of the outfits she wore seemed picked out specifically to ...rovide a contrast between the clothes she was wearing and often a rather dark bra underneath that highlighted the sexy treasure they were holding inside their cups. Sara tried hard to walk that line between portraying a proper and very decent your woman and then eventually a wife and mother of young babies and at the same time use the very sexy. . wha ... What happened to me? The last thing I remember is walking into the building, then everything went black! Now I am lying on the floor in only my underwear, with my hands and legs restrained and some sort of nasty thing in my mouth to keep me from talking.Some fat bastard leans over me, pokes me and says, "Yes, you and your baby will bring us a tidy profit." I begin to cry as the fat bastard laughs so I turn my head toward the right and I can't believe who I see unconscious beside. I kinda forgot that I'd set the whole thing up, spent all that time pumping iron, studying just as if I cared, hating every minute, working on the fantasies, keeping my hands off my cock: I guess my brain just papered over the memory, wanted to believe she'd fallen for me all by herself. Beautiful feeling. And she was a conscientious girl too: grades first, then Doug. Meant I could take enough time out to keep it fresh, return the favors with enthusiasm.I'd been kinda nervous about telling. She let go of my right wrist and slapped my face hard. You listen and listen good. Im telling you to strip naked and I do mean now. She then slapped my face hard again. Please, Doris, dont hit me again. Ill do whatever you say. Even though my face stung form her slaps, I was wet and aroused by what she was doing to me. I stood up, kicked off my shoes and pulled my pants and panties off. I stood there completely naked while she sat on the couch leering at me with a wicked grin. I suppose I could.