Her smile was soft and a little mischievous. The sparkle in her eyes gave away her excitement."No fair, don't stop there. Just a little higher, please... pretty please," he smiled.She raised the dress quickly the last few inches. Her lovely manicured mons came clearly into view. It was just a flash before she let the hem drop again."That was a cheap birthday present," she chuckled nervously. "Show's over, get down stairs and pour us some wine. We'll have a sip before we walk to the restaurant.. The kiss was slow and passionate, lasting for what seemed like forever. When the kiss broke, Presea threw her legs over the arm of the chair and looked at Jens.“What now?” She asked. Jens smiled. His hand moved up her shirt, groping her bra free breasts. Presea let out a sigh before smiling down at Jens.“So, we aren't done for the night? Good.” She said as she leaned back in to kiss Jens again. As the couple kissed again, Jens continued to rub and grope Presea's buxom breasts. As the kiss grew. ”So there I was standing naked in front of him.“Bend over and put you hands on the chest of draw.”I did what he asked.“Legs apart.”“Further apart.”“Count for me.”The first blow landed, I never dreamed it would hurt so much, I had already had enough.“Count.”“One.”The second and third blows came in quick succession they stung like hell.“Two, three.”Two more landed hard and fast.“Four, five.”Then he planted five more blows in such a way the blurred into each other.“Six, seven, eight, nine. ”“What… My R(a)pe was real, and it lasted over two years!” Sandra’s voice began to rise, as she glared intensely at the girl.“I… I didn’t mean it that way… my fantasy involves strangers and k(i)dn(a)pping… and… and being put in cage.” Hanna softly said, and then she began to cry. “I mean really sick shit… I know it’s crazy, but… I… I thought you’d understand.”“I… I do… it’s sick, but in the end, I enjoyed my stepdad doing what he wanted with me. But being forced in a cage, and R(a)ped by crazy.