I was inexperienced and this was such a huge turn on. I felt her hand run up my leg and she ever so slowly ran her fingers over my bulge. I couldn’t...believe I was stood in the middle of 2500 people with my hand inside a bra of someone I had never seen more than 20 minutes ago. It was such a fucking turn on. I continued to pinch her nipples alternately as I kissed her deeply, her hands running all over me. I took a look around, surprised that no one was watching us. I decided to be a bit more. In front of her was also an executive TV screen, where commercial presentations were presented. He told her to repeat the words he now just illuminated on a screen in front of her; degradation by power point so to speak. She didn’t want to say what was written but he had commanded her....‘My name is Fuckmycunt and I am to be the company whore and slut. Whilst I work here I am to make all my holes available to whoever wants to use them. When I go home at night my mouth and cunt will have been. ’ Syd raised his hands to her inner thighs, rubbing the soft skin. Recalling the mechanics of the uniform shorts, he explored the outsides near the waist band and discovered the closures. Accompanied by the familiar tearing sound of Velcro strips, Syd pulled the shorts open and down Fergie’s legs. Syd no longer faced a cameltoe but a full lipped vagina with all its colors, smells and evident dampness. His hands returned to the center of his focal attention and spread the outer lips to view the. Then it became silent and serious for a bit."So where are we?" she asked, anxious all of a sudden."I've still got a lot of issues," I said, "but not with you. You were right, they are inside me, and perhaps as you said I need some psychiatric help. I've been busy re-establishing my life and my memories, trying to track down who did this to me. I need to work out where these rages of mine come from since they're triggered by quite trivial things said or done."That said, I know now that I love.