*slap* Another slap across my face sends me reeling.“No, no, no… I fuck you, you little bitch. I guess that means you haven’t learned that I’... in charge here yet.”The man opens up his bag and removes a set of nipple clamps. Crawling onto the bed and straddling my body he looks me right in the eyes. “God you are so fucking hot” he says as he gropes my breasts, pulling on my nipples until they are hard nubs beneath his rough hands. Suddenly he reaches back and slaps my breast making me cry out. According to the stories I’d heard, you could convince every straight girl in the world to experiment with a girl before you’d even manage to get Heather Saffron to think about a guy. The term unattainable was written in stone for her. Any man who could fuck her would be regarded as a living deity—they’d add a new chapter to the Bible for that son of a bitch. It wasn’t the moment I laid eyes upon her that I decided I’d be that son of a bitch. It wasn’t when I heard the stories I decided I’d be. They have all the cards." Chris looked atCarrie in the Vera Wang gown and melted a little inside. "I'll make itup to you later," she said."You better be really good," she growled. Chris and Carrie had beenlovers for three years. Chris was 28, and Carrie was her firstdiscovery when she'd gotten into the representation business. It gother a quick promotion within the agency and she got a lot of leeway.But the dead-end on Carrie's career would be a problem for both of themunless something. Three were dressed and one was naked. She could not tell which one it was as they all looked identical to her. She heard a voice tell her to get on the table but she rushed the naked one and tried to kick him between the legs. He may have been very skinny but he was very strong and fast and she had no chance of hurting him. The voice again told her to get on the table or they would have to use force. She sat on the edge and the magnets took control of the rings and pulled her into.