Those days were long over, however. With a heavy heart, she resisted the powerful urges, turning her attention to the task that her master had assigne... her.Where was Ryan? This was not his apartment. She could hear the sounds of the city in the distance, but it was faint and far away. She looked down to examine the summoning circle beneath her feet, drawn in the soil and filled in with salt. It was impeccably reproduced, considering the crude methods employed, far better than the one that Ryan. You can’t wait for me to fuck you like the little spiteful bitch you are, can you?”I’d never felt more vulnerable in my life. I couldn’t even cry. I imagined him trying to redeem himself after my prank. The sustained emotional abuse and torment I caused him. Turning his back to me he started digging about at the desk, turning around I could see in each hand, bulldog clips.“Sir, no plea…” My voice was muffled as I found my shredded red, damp panties being crammed into my mouth. The tears came. " Jane said this with some pride. Her answer amused and informed her escort. The car pulled away into the darkness.Her previous blind dates had all ended in oral sex and Jane was expecting this one to be no different. But there was always hope that this guy, John would turn out to be Mr. X, her mystery man of romance who would woo her, win her, ravish her and renew her. She so wanted to know Love.Jane had been impressed with John's shiny, new car, a Lexus, no less! She hadn't noticed his key. She nodded unhappily.“She did it to you?”“She wasn’t interested in doing it to me.”“Of course she wasn’t,” I growled.We both laughed softly.“I’m sorry,” she whispered.Shrugging, I sat down again. “I’m okay. Not with her using you, though.” Shaking my head, I asked: “Did you like it, at least? Never mind. I don’t want to know.” Her next words derailed my returning anger.“Not like I would, with you... ?”My heart fluttered at her admission, and her tentative question.“Do you want to?” I asked in a.