That was another reason I had been going to the park at night lately. When I was younger, I used to enjoy teasing the dirty old men that hung around t...e playground by giving them little peep shows. A quick glimpse up my dress when I came down a slide, or letting my skirt fall down when I hung from my knees on the jungle gym were two of my favorites. It had been so much fun teasing the perverts when I was younger that I figured coming face-to-face with a real, live rapist, on my terms, might be. Then she was led forward, thankfully slowly. Her arms were unclipped, but then lifted high above her head, where she realised they were secured. Then Tina was between her legs, and they were forced apart. Wide apart, and fixed, to what she would later see was a leg stretcher. Paula wondered where Lorraine was, and what was happening. She heard movement to one side of her, then footsteps walking away, followed by quiet. Paula didn’t know how much time had passed, but her arms had gone to sleep.. It wasn't entirely fair on him, she realised with a start, to be at her beck and call at all hours. She could think of many times when she had called Greg up at odd hours, wanting to be picked up from a friend's house, or driven to a concert ... and instead of thanking him, she had been ungrateful that he looked so tired and cranky. And he hadn't even complained, not once.Yes, she thought, the least that she could do was listen attentively when he rabbitted on about cars. She leant over, and. I ripped my head away, giving her no time to react before I slapped her pussy hard enough to make her cry out and convulse, her thighs closing. “Who is in control here, whore?!” She whimpered and rubbed her pussy against my hand that still lay where I had slapped her. “You're in control Sir! Only you... pleaassee Sir....” I grinned as a sick pleasure pulsed through me, knowing exactly what she wanted though deciding to tease her even further. “What do you want, my little whore?” She moaned and.