What we did together, to her, was simply how she submitted to me. Allowing herself to be used, to whatever degree I chose, during play, was 'her life'... But scening in full view of others, having others use her at my whim, or seeing me use another woman, was a pretty big step. A lot had happened, and she still hadn't come to me.By Saturday evening I decided to get to the bottom of it. "Dominique? Come here, pet." Yes, Sir?" I replied, entering the lounge room from the kitchen, wiping my hands on. I wasn't sure what it was, but something about having someone else's hot, sweaty body against mine, having another mans juices on and in you, just seemed gross and undesirable.Anyways, I was walking down the hot and crowded hallways on an unusually busy day at school, and then I saw a guy and his girlfriend making out on a bench. I stood there pretending to look at my books, but secretly looking at the steamy couple. I was fascinated at how they could just throw all the staring k**s aside, and. She was at that age where girls need cock. Proper man's cock. Hannah has used her hairbrush to break her virginity, but she is now craving warm, hard cock forced in her.I picked Hannah up at the station. She was showing her long legs bare, with a short slutty denim skirt on, white top. Strappy sandals. She was carrying a small suitcase. She looked the picture of innocence. During the car ride we chatted about this and that. I reminded Hannah that I already got the morning after pill for her, so. I began to feel angry, a rage in fact. Angry with myself but also with the beauty I could see through the window. I was losing control. But I was always in control my confidence hardening to steel by the overdosed potion. No it was Stacey who was too sure of herself. Yes the little foxy bitch was just too damn hot for her own good.Stacey saw me climbing over the back fence and opened the door. "What's wrong, erm there's a front door your welcome to use." She cocked her head in puzzlement the.