Fuck me. Fill me with your hot cum. Please" He shuffled up behind me. " Ha. You had the sense to lube up. You'll need it" I felt his large cock-head n...dge against my virgin arse-pussy. He grabbed my hips with both hands. "Fucking bitch" He shouted, and lunged forward. The pain was indescribable. I would have fallen had he not had hold of my hips. I'm sure my scream could be heard miles away. He was still, buried deep inside me. My legs were shaking uncontrollably, I couldn't help it, I folded.. I didn’t say anything.The crowd broke up but the partying did not stop and neither did we. We walked along the street trying to decide where to go next when one of the boys Jo Anne had kissed earlier started walking along our side. He introduced himself as Miguel. He was very friendly and suggested that we go to his uncle’s bar which was right down the street. He insisted that we would be his guest and his uncle would treat us right. Since we didn’t know anything about Tijuana except that. Then there was that damn harness, which I was totally aware ofthe whole day. I thought to myself, Chuma knew this harness would irritateme all day. He must really be enjoying this.Like anything, after a few days it didn't bother me anymore. In fact Ibegan to enjoy it. When ever I though about my cock and ball harnessed uplike that, it usually made me hard. Another thing that made me hard as arock was the thought of going back to Dante's Den. Being the subject ofsexual abuse and humiliation. I. So please stop your plotting."After that, the subject was dropped. We had a great evening and the kids ate enough sweets to make themselves ill. We arrived home around midnight. I noticed the message light flashing on the answer-phone and played the message that was timed in at eleven-thirty."John, its Maureen. Don't go to bed. I have got to talk to you urgently. I think you could call this, one of those life and death situations. Tell the girls to get the bloody kettle on; it could be a long.