We had met before and I felt comfortable with it. After some play with my hitachi, and really amazing fucking, he wanted to fist me (which I usually e...joy a lot) and he had told me he was experienced.(It seems he was not).I provided the lube, but instead of going slow and stretching me properly he put fingers in me then just shoved his fist in me.At first the pain was pleasurable and I was cumming, but then it began to hurt and I had to ask him to stop. He removed his fist. He was rubbing and. .. I... I'm sorry." I stammered, "I thought you wouldn't be homeuntil this evening..." So you thought you'd spend the day dressed in sexy lingerie, Isuppose. Well, that explains everything. I mean, doesn't every man dothe same?" Natasha's tone was edgy and sarcastic. "Why, there must bedozens of men dressed like sluts in this very neighbourhood." I'm sorry if I've upset you." I said quietly. "I never told you aboutthis because I never wanted to hurt you. I guessed that you'd hate meas soon as. As she sat there her mind began to wonder back to the events of the evening and she was horrified that her pussy was again throbbing and leaking onto her pants. 'What had she become?' Her mind was saturated with the thoughts of the young boys and their throbbing cocks. Her hands reached into her purse and felt the 7 cum filled rubbers reminding her that she had enjoyed what had happened to her. She had even orgasmed. She was so ashamed.But she had disappointed her owner. Lisa was sure to punish. Not sexy on my feet, but the floor was way too cold. I didn’t expect him to mind, and I was rewarded. Turning before him had me excited like nothing else I had done, knowing I was his to command. My heart pounded as he came in front of his desk, his hands about to touch me, when we heard the door open. Hiding behind his open door, half naked, obviously excited, one of my partners standing just inches away as she told him how they were all stuck in the parkade. He walked out and down the hall,.