I’ve had a couple of girls suggest it, but it’s just not my thing.”“I wonder who I could get to join us?” she giggled.“Just calm down a bi..., young lady! You could very easily get out of control and do things you don’t want to do. Let me tell you about Annie.”I told her the story of what had happened in Sweden with Annie. She listened without interrupting.“Afterwards, did you feel like you had raped her?”“I’m not sure,” I replied “but maybe that’s the feeling I had, though I was sure that she. I took her bra and tied her wrist and bent her over the bale of hay ,her ass was top in the air show her nice wet pussy I could not help myself given it a good lick it was nice and wet and my cock was ready to hammer it home ,I rested on knee on the bale and I pushed my cock deep inside her she leaved her head with a yelp after a few strokes she was nice and wet I turned and put my other knee on the other side of her I was in a doggie position but just very height up as my cock went down it. ” “Of course I am.” My words barely a whisper and I hear his intake of breath at the sound of my voice. I've been so very quiet before now. “Are you touching yourself right now, baby?” His voice is beginning to sound more ragged. “Yes.” Even the single word sounds shaky. “You're doing fine. I'm with you. Keep touching yourself. Can you feel me with you?” “Mhmm,” I sigh. “Alright. I'm semi-erect now, still fully clothed, but I won't allow myself to touch my hard-on just yet. I'm unbuttoning my. I can't find it. Anyway, the other story was filled with violence; beating and every kind of sexual punishment you could put a woman through. I am not much better, but I have tried to put a different slant on a similar story about a woman captured during World War II. If another writer emails me that they had the original idea, I will pass it on somehowI also have been given excellent advice on how to improve my stories; rewrite. Somehow, I can't wait to post something as soon as I'm finished..