Her shoulders we hunched up, as if she were standing outside in a storm.“Actually, at first, he was fine. Attentive. Complimentary. Exactly what you...��d expect from a rich, posh kid. He bought me gifts—flowers, chocolate, even jewellery. And I’m sorry to say I let him get further than I really should. If you know what I mean.“That’s when things changed. After the first time we had sex. He’d bought me a really nice phone and I got a text from him one night asking me to send him a picture. So I. ’ ‘But why?’ ‘The why doesn’t matter. If you come without my permission, I’ll leave you like this. I’ll leave you tied to your bed. Helpless. Got it?’ ‘You wouldn’t do that.’ He digs his fingers deeper into my hair, tightening his control. It hurts a little. I yelp. ‘Try me,’ he whispers in a low guttural tone. ‘I’m going to fuck you now.’ And he does. I feel his cock just past the lips of my pussy—that nice, big, full head of his. I’m yearning for his cock deep inside of me. Instead he pulls. ”“It’s yours to enjoy – anytime, anywhere, and any way you choose. I’m yours. I love you.”“Jessie, I love you, as well, but remember I have many other people I love in my life as well.”“Oh, I know. I have to share you. I’m good at sharing and now I’m really motivated. Maybe I’ll follow you home like a puppy and you can keep me handy for whenever you need an outlet for love, sex, lust, or whatever pops into your head. Can I ask what you did to me a few minutes ago?”“That was what was called The. While he was driving me home, we talked and joked about the theater and Scott remarked again how horny it made him and I said the same thing but it was the old man jerking off that did it for me. He was shocked I said that then joked that I should have sat next to him to see what would have happened. I jokingly said, "you're crazy" but it wouldn't have been a bad idea.At this time, we pulled up in my driveway and before I turned to leave, Scott grabbed my arm and said, "wait!" then I noticed he.