I noticed some cameras turning on and knew that I'd need to search the net later for the video to see how I did with my designated guy. I looked down ...t my lacy dark purple bra that barely covered my 38D breasts that lead to a small waist and ass as juicy as Ella's, what I liked to call my ghetto booty, with a dark purple lacy thong that matched my bra. I smiled as she opened the piece of paper, and spoke. "Jeremy! You go first!" Everyone hooted and hollered, and a bunch of guys slapped him on. ”The next several beatings are hard, and you know you’ll feel bruised and used after this. “Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen. Thank you for teaching my cunt.”The last crack against your wet and tormented lips is hard enough that if you still had been upright, it might have knocked you down. “Fifteen. Thank you for teaching my cunt.”“Now,” I say as you feel the straps around your thighs being undone. “Do you remember what lesson we’re still working on?”“Slut’s throat needs. “Yes, I’m a dirty whore,” I said proudly. I pulled off my top and Michael unhooked my bra. I got up and slowly removed my leggings, ass facing Michael. He smacked it once he got the chance. It hurt but I loved it. Then the panties were off. With that, I was fully exposed to a man I met not even two weeks ago. I was visibly shaking thanks to the thrill.“You’re nervous huh,” He said as he pulled his basketball shorts down. Out came a beautiful 9-inch black cock. This was really happening. I. The moment passed. Her vile duplicity could still made me coldly furious."Shit Steve, in a way, once I went on the run with Sarah, I had nowhere else to go but here. Losing her for the second time hurt too much, and I just had ... I think I needed to hit rock-bottom. I needed the shame and pain ... and I didn't realise it until I met you, but most of all, I think I needed someone completely real, and unlike anyone I had ever known before ... I needed you ... and you were there ... here." My.