His hands began caressing my body while he complemented my appearance and my shape. His hands brushed against my nipples sending electric shocks throu...hout my body. When he was done with his examination, he stepped back and had me remove his clothes. I walked toward him and began to unbutton his shirt admiring the fir that covered his chest. I was surprised at the feelings I was beginning to feel toward him having never had a moment of interest before. His power over me had become a very. She then felt great relief as he lifted himself off from on top of her and leer down at her."How... how did you like that, you cunt?" He asked, still breathless. "Want some more?"Britney shook her head violently, which was the wrong thing to do with this vengeance seeking man. She watched in terror as he reached down and grabbed her by her scalp, pulling her up to her feet. The pain from the hair pulling was excruciating and she had no choice but to comply.James shoved her ahead of him and. I hesitatingly removed my hands. He undid my fourth and fifth button swiftly. After it was done, he tried to pull out my shirt off my body. I tried to resist but he pulled it off roughly.I was sitting in my bra and skirt with my heels on. The bra clips were on the front side. So he unclipped my bra clips when I caught his hand once more. I meekly said please to him and he dominantly asked me to leave his hands. Within a few seconds, my bra was off my body.I had crossed my arms on my boobs to. I think they each at least, were starting to understand on some basic level how my luck seemed to really work. That if I could calculate the odds on something, precisely, that I could then accurately understand the situation and what the facts likely were, but they each mercifully resisted any urge to blurt out the details ... that I was apparently quite as special in my own manner as those heroines were.Eventually, it all started to make some sort of organic sense in my head and I could then.