'special' treatment from us, where we give them special offers that aren't available to men, so they don't need to pay." You wouldn't?" The irony was ...ctually quite funny. If she didn't put out I was gonna tell her husband she did and if she did put out I wasn't going to say a word. "He'd never believe you anyway." I have security cameras. They'll show you come in and leave five minutes later. That's roughly how long a blow job would take, wouldn't it?" Mahitab had a defeated look on her face. With an effort of will I stopped those racing thoughts. There would be time enough to think them slowly and carefully in the forthcoming months. To calm down I tried to masturbate, but it made the cut across my vulva hurt and even to start bleeding again, so I gave it up.Why did I feel so uneasy? Whatever my life would be, once I was free again, it would be better than being a slave. Or would it? This thought crept up at me from behind, unanticipated, uninvited and unwelcome, yet suddenly it. My nipples tighten thinking about you and I move my hands up to hold my breasts, imagining it’s your hands. Then I reach for my shower scrunchie, a little pink one, and lather it up. I hope your sitting comfortably now, this show is for you. I start tracing slow circles around my stomach. My free hand spreads some of the suds round to my side and then I move both hands up to my breasts. I imagine the scratchy feel of the scrunchie is the stubble on your chin as you kiss my skin. My hands are. I know that I was going to be his bitch at this point.. He put on the condom, and asked me to bend over which I did..He asked me if I ever been fucked before. I thought about it, and I was fucked but it was to long ago when I was younger. So I told him no.. He told me that it was going to hurt like hell, and then he pushed it into my ass. I was so shocked, it hurt more then hell. I told him to pull out because it hurt to much. He told me to relax, and that he would not pull out. I was scared,.