" She gave me her address in a luxury apartment building inWest LA and hung up. I was hard as a rock. I had to take the next step. I had tosee this wo...an. Maybe I would just pay for a blowjob or something and thenleave. I looked down at the clock... I only had 30 minutes. I picked up mybriefcase told my secretary that I was going to meet a client and left. I wasflying down the freeway and pulled in front of her building with 8 minutest tospare. I valeted the car and walked briskly into the. “Rod,” Jake heard Mrs. Finch yell with both his ears and his mind. “Come here and talk with us. It’s important.”Jake heard the slow tread of steps coming down the hall and going down the steps.What’s so important, Dawn?Carol was telling me that there is a boy she is interested in at school.Have you been intimate with him, sweetheart?What? No, of course not, Daddy.Do you still have your hymen, Mrs. Finch asked.What? No, I broke it almost a year ago?But you’re still a virgin, aren’t you? Mr.. Amazing how a little stress can make one slip up. A rapid online check of the city newspapers revealed the truth. My new plaything had used a fake name at her interview, not to mention dying her stunning blonde hair a dark chestnut, but not her public hair, neatly trimmed as it was, it gave away her true colour.Well, well, well, right here in my dungeon, the recently infamous escort who inspired such banner headlines in the national gutter press as, "Tart and depart", "Escorted to heaven" and. I'm begging you to stop, and you do. Instead, you grab a vibrator, one you spotted on the night table when you first walked into my room, and press it against my clit. You turn it on to the highest setting as I continue to cry. I don't dare try to say a word, but you can feel me begin to cum. You stick your fingers in my cunt to feel just how dripping it is, and you laugh. "Slut. You fucking want it, see?" You slip your cock into my cunt and start fucking me hard. I beg you to stop, "You said.