And yes there were others just as small as me, but I felt so inadequate compared to the cocks men that strutted their stuff so proudly.“That’s it,...I love being touched that way,” the stranger said, “now slide down the shaft and feel the ridge of my head, I love when fingers detect each detail of my cock.” He said as he put a hand on my shoulder and turned me towards him. I did as he asked and let my hand slide down that huge cock. He let go of my shoulder and using both hands unhooked his belt. What a slut. You really like that cock don't you Dani? Look at me as you suck him you little whore." And with David's cock in my mouth I looked up at the camera, almost smiling, filled with lust and desire and only wanting more. This is what I had become. This is what I desired. To be a whore, a slut. To be used by men. To suck them and lick them. To taste them. To feel them inside of me, deep inside of me. To feel them shoot their hot cum in me. I so longed to be their sexy feminine whore,. He lifted his head, only to return again and again, as if he couldn’t get enough, as if she’d had the same effect he had on her. Her breath halted, then sped as he drew her forward, molding her to the solid lines of his body while he turned his attention to her neck. The contact, the light rasp of his stubble below her jaw, sent a wave of heat straight to her core. His thigh accidentally brushed between hers, the pressure just enough to make her breath catch. He did it again, lightly and. " Yes sir" she replied in tears."That's better" he said and let go of her. He then grabbed a towel and tossed it to her, "Clean up your mess dirty, filthy, pain slut."Once she wiped the pee from the floor, between her legs, off each of her legs and feet he took the towel from her, walked her into the master bedroom bath and pushed her into the tub. He turned on only the cold water but put his hand on her hip forcing her to stand under the shower head from the waist down. Once he felt she had.