"Hi, I am Ryan the new night stocker." he say smiling at her. She is speechless a she stares at the big blue eyes and wide toothy smile. He is a giant...standing at 6'6'' tall thin lean muscle, long wavy black hair down past his shoulders, like a young 80's rocker...Finally catching her bearings she smiles "Sorry, Hi my name is Monica!" she say reaching out her hand to shake his. They both laugh as his hands are holding the frozen cakes from the stockroom. they smile and make small chat as Monica. Judy opened her thighs a little wider so that they could look her. Their hands moved immediately between her thighs and soon their fingers were gently teasing her. Judy closed her eyes and lay back allowing them to explore her. She couldn’t see their eyes but she could just imagine their facial expressions as they prodded and probed; opened and explored, viewed and appreciated. After a few minutes Ben got down onto the floor between her thighs. She welcomed the feel of his face between her. Finally only my poor sore engorged nipples remained pinned.He looked me in the eye and ripped both of them off at once, I screamed loudly when they slipped off my sensitive nipples. He smiled and said, "Excellent, I love to hear screams, it means that I am doing something right."He walked behind me as I hung in the chains sobbing. When he reappeared he had a black flogger in his hand.Matt chuckled when he saw my eyes widen, "you say that you are not gay, well I am going to whip you until you. For example, it is said that when a man rapes a woman, it's not about the sex, it's about the power. It's quite similar in the situation you're describing. What the woman wanted was to dominate you, and potentially get some sex out of it, but the key thing was the control over you. While a rapist wants an orgasm for himself, what he wants from the woman is the feeling of power he has over her; he doesn't care about her sexual satisfaction, only his. In this woman's case, she wanted the control.