In a sudden momentof clarity, her irrational hope that he would not, would let her gobefore that, is gone from her like a flock of startled birds. She...hasthe measure of him, now, knows that, despite the pain, the needle wasonly a symbol, mimicry and foreplay to her rape. She starts to pullagainst her ropes again, begs him, "please, no!" as her tears begin toflow.He grabs her needle tipped breast with a sure hand, flicks the needlewith a finger, stops her struggle. Looking into her eyes he holds. We exchanged naughty comments about the experience we just had and I innocently rubbed his back and the increasing bulge between his legs. Master held me close as he surveyed the area and smiled, “did you bring condoms with you?” I shook my head “no” but he escorted me into the back where a metal table stood anyway. Paint was peeling off the walls, the floor was cracked and the room has a dank, musty smell like old water. He bent me over the metal table, hiked up my dress, unbuckled his. When I’d got about 50 yards away Ryan and Kate caught-up with me. Ryan put his arm round me and said,“Come on Tanya, you can’t say that you didn’t enjoy that.”“No I didn’t; I mean yes I did; oh I don’t know.”“Tanya,” Ryan said, “that was a really good orgasm wasn’t it? Would it have been so good if there had been no one around?”“No, probably not.”“Then it was worth it wasn’t it?”“I guess so; well yes.”“So you want to have another one?” Kate said, butting in. Then to Ryan,“Can you turn this. He was so into it. His hands gripped my head like it was a basketball as he rolled his hips in time with my rhythm.When I knew it was time to come I took him balls deep and started nodding my head up and down so that his cock head was literally slapping it self against the back of my throat when I felt that warm, smooth, salty sensation.He was cumming and I was swallowing. Since he was so into it and looking I with drew and opened my mouth wide so he could see his semen landing on my tongue and.