Was he the type of man that used a woman solely for his sexual gratification and then throws her away like yesterday’s garbage?“You’re a fool, C...rly Victoria Pallson,” she sobbed.Carly placed her both hands on the steering wheel and took a deep breath.“You asked him to,” she whispered.The little voice inside her head corrected her, “ You begged him to.”She shifted her hips on the car seat and a sharp, hot pain flared in her ass. The sensation brought back the words she had gasped out loud while. Gradually, as his verbal attacks continued to go unpunished, he moved onto more physical molestations. Chad would grab Zendaya’s tits or a firm handful of her ass as they passed in the hall. Every time she hissed for him to stop, but never reported him. She didn’t know if it was because she didn’t want to be seen as the whiny woman who reports the school's football star for "boys being boys," or because there was a small part of her that enjoyed the attention, if not the acts.Things continued. Sometimes during especially heated sex she would go into a frenzy--an almost trance-like state where she'd whisper the dirtiest things I'd ever heard. I absolutely loved it.Our sexual games have always been limited to our own bedroom. Our feeling was that as long as the craziness was just between us--there were no limits: fantasies, toys, role-playing, and everything else. There was nothing too "out there" to try once--as long as it was just between us.This particular Saturday, Sarah and I had. We had already charged the crystal cylinders and had a small crowd waiting to board from the north side. It was early morning and Charles was up in the south bridge as we called it. George was finishing our morning check of the boat as I lowered the wide gang plank. I waited as people started coming aboard and accepted the coppers.I sent them up to the second deck and finally four riders arrived. I frowned when I saw them pulling a girl behind one of the horses. She wore a mage collar and a.