I saw her pull her tongue back into her mouth and she closed her eyes as if she was savoring a fine wine. “Mmmmm… so sweet,” she said. She loo...ed back up into my eyes and smiled, “is this for me?” “Do you have this big fat cock in your pants just for me?” She squeezed it hard and a drop of pre-cum came out of the top of my cock and she reacted like an excited k** that found a piece of candy, “Oh my! Look at what I found! Is that for me too?” She was talking to me in the sweetest voice and. " You can’t believe you’re saying these things and how weak it’s making you sound, but you’re not a fighter and never have been. You certainly can’t win a fight against a trained kick boxer. The thought of phoning the police has entered your mind, but the humiliation involved would be too embarrassing for you to cope with. You do everything that she's asked you to do. You finally slip on that skimpy dress you bought her and she looks amazing in it. It’s a deep shade of purple with sequins that. Her fingertips grazed over her breasts, her nipples, moving downwards across her soft stomach. Her breathing was fast, she was burning with anticipation. Her hands reached her hot spot. Sweetly she licked one finger, then began circling her clitoris. She felt herself getting wetter. One finger was teasing the opening of her virgin hole. She was ready. Her hand reached out for the brush. She placed the handle at her opening – the cold plastic made her gasp. She took a deep breath and tried to. And I didn't push her, I figured I'd give her a day or so to get over feeling remorseful before I tried to get back in her pants again."And that afternoon I took a nap before dinner, and the next thing I know I'm tied to this chair." He thought a few moments more and said, "that's it, really--that's the whole entire story. Anything else you need me to tell you, just ask."The tall man stood silently, apparently gazing at Damon though you couldn't really tell because of his mask."Have you done.