"Please let me go to him. Please!" Very well," he said. "Go to him. I can always find another," and he stepped aside, but reached out and took the tra...." No," I said meekly. "Please, sir. I'm taking that to my Master!" He has no interest in this," the nasty man said, plucking a sandwich off the tray and popping it in his mouth. "He only wants you. Go!"And I hurried past him and plunged down the steps. They became very steep and the passageway was so narrow now that my bare shoulders and hips. All of it. The cock and the lips and the fingers. All were gone, yet my body still shivered from the stimulation. Then, I became embarrassed.I looked to Mr. Baldwin, “I am sorry, sir. I am supposed to be pleasing you, instead it was me who came.”He stood me up and Mrs. Baldwin rose with me. “Never apologize for an orgasm, Karen. Don’t be concerned, we will use your body for our pleasure. That doesn’t mean you should not enjoy it, too.”Mrs. Baldwin took my face, turned it to hers, and kissed me. Joyce’s breathing sped up in fear as she dialed the last number and held up the phone in trembling hands. All she got back was a dial tone. The phone was disconnected!“What do you want? Leave me alone!”The figure outside the booth stepped around and slid something into the handle of the booth’s door. Joyce was confused at first but gasped as she realized they’d just barred her inside the booth! She grabbed the door and pushed with all her strength, but the door didn’t budge. The figure. We were both walking home from the baseball game and after having a few drinks at a local bar. We were only a few blocks away from home when two college students approached us. They asked if they could have a few minutes of our time, we were in a good mood so we agreed to listen.They started introducing themselves; Hello, my friend and I are doing a social experiment where we monitor how couples interact when a stranger is brought into a couples sexual relationship. We understand that this.