" God I hope it's not bar hopping," I said smiling."Not tonight, tonight it's lazer tag or something equally fun," he said making a face. Then he walk...d out the door."So, are you ready to see the images," she asked."Can we see them while we eat? I really am starved," I suggested."Sure I have them on my laptop. I can project them on the big screen in the sales office," she said."Good, bring that ice tea you promised me," I demanded."God tell me that skinny bitch with the straw for hair is not. My pussy is on fire. Swollen from the crop, my nether lips bulge. If Mr. Marshall wishes to use my pussy, it will be hell. I hope he just uses my ass. I hate anal sex, but anything would be better than his huge dick in my tender cunt.Robert takes me to the master bathroom where I must contemplate myself on the full length wall mirror. Gone is the trendy girl that arrived here this afternoon. In its place is a shredded fearful slave. I have to look at my ass first, with its ten stripes, now dark. We considered ourselves a couple, of course. Doesnt that stuff always happen to people who grow up together? We kiss, we held hands, we cuddled. I was too romantic and perfect for her to not give me what I wanted, but I wasnt going to push her to do that anytime soon. I loved her and I couldnt lose her that way. She had this golden brown hair, with dark brown eyes. Her skin tone was a little paler than normal, only because it was winter, anyway. Her smile lit up the room with a radiant. "You sound pretty sure of yourself. Who do think you are, Don Juan?" Katie inquired."No I am just a dirty white boy, the kind your mamma warned you about," I responded.She gave me a smirk and said, "OK big boy bring it on." I looked over at Fernando and told him, "Turn on that video camera and let me show you how deal with this little minx."I began kissing her and started to play with her pussy as she rotated her hips to meet my finger. She kept rotating her hips against my finger inside her.