"BIMBO!" said the nurse a little louder, just in case the girl's non-responsiveness was from a hearing problem, rather than stupidity.The front desk n...rse wasn't calling her a name either. It was actually the name that she had filled out on the registration form.The blonde's head jerked up from the magazine. "W-what?" she cried in a startled tone of voice. Her eyes were just as wide as those of a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming vehicle.She was just as scared. A single tear. At the same time, I removed my other hand from her tits, put it onher pussy and spread her lips open wider. I slowly moved the head of mycock up and down on her open pussy. She actually began to squirm! Iplaced my tip at her opening and just put the head in, she started tomove down on me so I shoved my cock all the way inside her. She startedmoving her hips faster and riding me, I, in turn, began to thrust inand out of her. She was moving faster and moaning more. I put a handon each breast,. .. I'm glad we decided to meet. I'd like to continue the weekend as your sub.” Ben grinned. “I was hoping you'd say that, Callie. I've never felt this kind of immediate connection. But, as your Dom, I will tell you that we'll be taking it slow, and if at any time you're uncomfortable you must use your safeword. At the end of the weekend we'll talk about how to move forward.” Under the heat of Ben's gaze, Callie could only nod. When he reached over to cup her chin, her pussy tingled as she. “Come in,” I heard Bob’s familiar voice say from inside.I opened the door and stepped in.“Please close it,” Bob said.I closed the door behind me before turning to face the two men. They were sitting in plush chairs at a large mahogany conference table Bob had at one side of his large office. Afternoon sunlight poured in from the two walls of glass windows. Each of the men had small stacks of papers in front of them and half-filled glasses of scotch.I stood there feeling strangely nervous, but.