We know what a whore you really are. You know you asked for this. You wanted it so bad you paid money for it.’ I continued to cry, but they only see...ed to like that more. One girl came up and got in my face. ‘You disgust me, you worthless piece of filth,’ she said, and then she spit right in my face. ‘No, no,’ I told her through my tears, ‘I didn’t want this, this is too much. She spit again. ‘Don’t lie you filthy whore. Don’t be such a lying cunt.’ I was crying now, tears streaming hard down. You must obtain the author's permission prior to posting.-------------------------------------------------------------------Under The Hoodby Night OwlPosted: 3/04(Story Content: M/f, Abduction, Bondage, Rape)I don't know why I'm telling you this story, especially now, four years after the incident happened. Maybe it's because the horrible secret that I've harbored for so long has finally taken its toll on me, and by writing to you, I can somehow relieve this burden of guilt and set my mind at. "Well, maybe a little," I answered shyly."I knew it!" Lori responded like a warrior who just won a battle. "But what would you say if the good looking young woman was me? What if it was my hand?"I looked at Lori in shock."Yes John!" She knew what I was thinking. "Imagine it. Imagine if you were on stage, and it was my hand around your shaft. Think about what it would feel like to have my little hand wrapped around your wiener, stroking it up and down. Pump! Stroke! Pump! Stroke! Again and. . Erica laughs. We departed for our Honeymoon in a small floatplane loaned to us by the USAAF. My Dad had spoken to some of the bigwigs at the oil Company and we were able to use one of their private Lodges. In a state with a lot of natural lakes with no modern amenities we nestled down for a week. When we departed we had no idea where we were going. We climbed into the plane there was a map taped to the control panel with Latitude and Longitude written in red. When we reached the.