You get up from the desk, the blouse slips off easily, you unbutton the skirt behind you then turn to unzip it. White garter belt, stockings, panties,...bra, your tits are covered, only barely, nipples sticking out in hard spikes. The panties are stretched out of proportion, tight in your asscrack but providing no cover for your exposed pussy and one garter snap that popped.I produced a dildo from behind the blue carpet, a pink vibrator, medium sized...you glare at me as you accept it..."Robin, I. Erik pulled the button apart and slid the zipper down and nudged her toward where the table was in the kitchen. "So, what-" "No talking, " Erik said quickly. "The only sounds coming out of your mouth are going to be associated with orgasm. And whatever you're told to say." Stephanie closed her mouth and before she could think of anything else to say she felt her jeans get forcibly, roughly pulled down to her knees. The rush of cool air was a pleasant shock to her. She felt his strong hands. All she wanted to do was hook up with a couple other couples at the local swingers club for a good time. She really loves that place and always has a great time when we go. After an hour or so sitting at the bar and talking to new people, we decided to head upstairs. We undressed and wrapped ourselves in our towels and headed for the second floor. There were already many couples up there engaged in some kind of contact, so we had a seat on one of the couches to watch. Soon we spotted a couple. I would need to consider that. I might even ask James to help me set up a sleep-trainer to see if it could do something on the order of a CAP test with my memories and help me observe what had happened from a point of not being the recipient of the blows.Not quite as horrible, but still a sore point, was whether or not Mr. Jacob had molested me that day? I wasn't sure if that was when the molestation that he did to me began or if it was later. My reading on psychology suggested that if he had.