She wanted to pull away. She wanted to hide her hand in her lap. Ray tightened his grip and then gave her hand three reassuring squeezes."Not haunted....The anger isn't always there standing at attention anymore. Sometimes I'll see something, or think of something and the memories will come rushing back to me. And I'll feel the rage build. I know what she did was wrong. If it happens again we'll be done with. But the hate and fury isn't the only thing between me and Dana. And there are times now. He worked second shift in a plant, so he couldn't meet me until late. That gave me time to run to a d**gstore and buy some condoms. I wasn't sure what size he would need, so I bought regular size and magnums. Because of the different sizes, the clerk knew that they were not for my cock, so he chuckled a little bit. I was blushing. I hoped he would show up...I was very horny. He called around midnight and said he was close. Because the hotel had a key card system after midnight, I went. We made plans to meet after our last class everyday that week. I would meet him in the parking lot and catch a ride to his place. After we were done he’d drop me off at my dorm. Stephen turned out to be an ok guy… even if he was a fag. Friday came and I only had one class but, I had some things to do so I told Stephen not to worry about giving me a ride. I’d just walk to his place when I was done. “When you get there just walk in the door will be open.” Stephen had two classes on Fridays. His cock, slapping his thigh, I quickened the pace, but when I turned the corner at the bottom, there were no video games or pool tables. Scanning the room, the fear failed to snap me into reality. I looked back; Turner was locking the door. "It's my bondage playroom. And we are going to play the best game in the world. It's called 'bend over, bitch'" His hardening cock was the only thing I could see, and my body shuddered in fear.My blood turned to ice, freezing me to that spot. I struggled.