All of them were like hi, hello, etc. there was this one guy who texted me saying, “Hello beautiful, how are you? I have gone through all your pics....I really like them. If you are ok, then I would like to meet you in person to have fun. I’m happy to pay you for it.”I got excited after looking at that message, and I replied to him, saying.Me: Hello Ken (name changed), good to meet you.He: Thanks for responding. You look beautiful in those dresses.Me: Thank you.He: I am free tomorrow, can you. I was scared and tried to escape, but he trapped me between the wall and his body. I felt something hard poke in between my thighs, as my boobs were being squeezed and pinched. He pushed a few times and then I felt a sticky liquid flowing down my thighs. He then wiped himself with my towel and pushed me away, leaving the bathroom. I washed my legs, dressed and came out. When I came out, my father was waiting for me. He removed my dupatta and squeezed both my breasts in his large hands. “These. Olivia's brow furrowed and she winced. Her head itched again. She reached up and removed the nose plugs. She took a deep breath of the Baron's cock stench and smiled."How much control over her do you have?" asked the Baron."Not much, yet," replied Semen Sez. "Not a lot of sperm in the water. Just enough to control some moods, control minor behavior..."What have you done to me?" asked the Queen, calmly. She reached out and touched the Baron's hard cock, slowly caressing it. "I want to suck it. Kelly was a hygienist and part-time yoga instructor, which could have predicted the downfall. As soon as she and my dad started getting more serious (about partway through the school year), she would stay the night, and I would be treated, on those mornings, to Kelly in the living room doing her exercises in nothing but her skin tight yoga shorts and sports bra. Now, Kelly was 28, and her abdominals looked like they'd been cut with soft glass, but her ass on those mornings, with the sun.