Your friends watch, eyes glazed with lust as I scramble to shed my clothes.Filthy ideas are screaming in their heads as they circle me like a wild pac.... You grab my hair and lead me into the living room and you all settle in to watch the game. You order me to lie on the unoccupied sofa and play with myself. You want me wet when your buddies are ready to play..........Buddies???!Your friends glance over while looking at the telly, enjoying the show of the hot blonde fingering her twat. They are. It’s the best fucking fun in the whole fucking world. Buggery’s got everything. And the fucking. It does my fucking head in, and my cunt feels like a fucking motorway it’s been driven so fucking hard.’ The three girls went out together into the eponymously vibrant atmosphere of the streets of Throb. There were very many other tourists: many undressed and most of the others in various states of partial dress. Along the streets and avenues, there were clubs, bars, restaurants and other hotels,. I kept on beating myself, my back, innerlegs, ass and belly. As hard as I could. Tears welled up in my eyes as I was in great pain. I squezed my nipple clamps to make the teeth brake through my nipple skin and make them bleed. I cried in agony as blood drops fell on the floor. My body all red and welded from the whip. I removed all the clips and made myself some food before my rapist would come to abuse me. I stayed completely naked. After dinner the doorbell rang. I looked through the small. I pumped some oil in to my hands and warmed it between my fingers. I took my time spreading the oil over his body, noticing his broad shoulders and narrow hips. I snapped back to professional therapist mode, chiding myself. But I couldn't seem to keep my mind from wandering into darker places. I started to fantasize about tearing off my top and rubbing my breasts against his oiled, naked skin. I felt myself getting wet but I continued the massage in a strictly professional manner, trying to.