He quickly pulled his shorts and pants up while I searched his billfold.His driver's license indicated that he was fifty-one years old, certainly old ...nough to have better sense than to fall for a side-of-the-road scam. There were three credit cards and a folder of photographs. We never take credit cards or jewelry and I don't want to know what a gentleman's family looks like. The cash was what I was interested in. There was a hundred and thirty-five dollars."You can stop at the next ATM," I. The goal was clearly not to cause him pain, but to drive him out of his mind with pleasure. He was doubtful that they would be able to do that however, as so far all he felt was an unpleasant sensation of being full.Hands were still holding his ass open as the finger inside of him began to slide back out again. More lube was added and the finger was diligently pressed back inside of him. It slide much more easily this time, meeting little resistance from his muscles. His cock bobbed in time. ”Jack thanked Don and left. On the way out, he stopped at Lisa’s office. “How was your night with Tina?” asked Lisa. They were alone, but the door was open, so they had to keep their voices low.Jack smiled. “Very nice. I think she’s feeling a bit tired.”Lisa giggled. “Yes, you have that ability.”“Behave. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I have to go out for the afternoon. I’m spending the night with Teresa, but if she has any questions, give her a hand.”“One of these days I’m going to. I started crying and tried to get loose but couldn't manage it. There was a bit of a hope still left so I didn't start crying for help.After around 15 minutes he got back. I was happy for that but not for a long time. He untied me and told me to stand there and be quiet. I did and looked down on my body that was dirty from the bark and moss. My skin was red and sore in places. I had goosebumps everywhere.He picked some nettle and stuffed it into my nylons and pulled them up. It was stinging me.