The station was like any other that she had been to, cramped and falling apart, except for the set, which in the end was the only thing that mattered....Are you the talent?" a voice from behind her asked. She jumped in surprise, nervous despite herself. A rather seedy looking older man in a to tight suit stood behind her, giving her a look that made her skin crawl."Yes, my name is Maria." she said. She did her best to sound as professional as possible, hiding her disquiet behind a mask of. . no, pain and pleasure. One of the guys said he read that in a book."'The cocky little bastard!' she thought of Danny. 'This time he happens to be right. It's really just too much pleasure to take. But that pleasure pain bit could get dangerous!' She gave up analysis; pleasure had overcome reluctance and she was flailing about on his hands again.She reached such a high pitch that she only vaguely knew when he pulled out his fingers. She was conscious only of the fact that she was terribly full. .. much to the annoyance of our friend who we always left behind. We would hang out by the tennis courts or in the quad and she would just talk about random stuff.As she talked I couldn't help but take notice of her lips and silky smooth hair; Her skin looked very soft and I wanted so bad to just reach out and touch her. But I knew that if I did I'd probably get smacked in the face.But one night I got a call. It was 2 in the morning and I had just gone to bed 30 minutes prior. I picked up my. I say nothing. He smacks me and says "answer me slut". I say "no, it hurts please I just want to go home". Steve starts to slowly fuck me. I can feel every inch slide in and out of me as he gradually increases his speed over the next few minutes. Steve is now fucking me very hard and very fast For about 5 minutes. His balls begin to smack off my ass with every thrust. He moves both hands to my thighs and starts to pull me into each thrust, which felty amazing. "Do you want me to fill you with.