" Claire paid her tab and left. As she went out the door, she couldn't help the feeling that she was being watched. She scanned the room but no one wa... paying any attention to her and she didn't see any unfamiliar faces. She decided she was being paranoid and returned to work.At work, she found it difficult to concentrate. On two occasions she took the card out of her purse and looked at it, then hurriedly put it back for fear someone else might notice. As the afternoon wore on, Claire's. The little brats misbehaved badly. They resented Sue and made it painfully clear that they preferred their regular sitter to her. Not being used to kids, Sue didn't know how to handle them. They gave her a hard time. It was after eleven when she finally got them into bed and settled down for the night, and her nerves were very much on edge.A few minutes later Hub's car pulled into the driveway and Sue heaved a sigh of relief, thinking her ordeal was over. Only Helen didn't come in right away.. “Oh fuck, you are just so perfect,” she pants as she twists just a little more.“You like it don’t you, feels good doesn’t it? I have to hurt you, I just have to! But you know that don’t you?” “Just a cheap, pathetic little whore. Pathetic, so fucking pathetic. So desperate for the sexual abuse, the humiliation, the embarrassment. And what else? There is something else, isn’t there? What else is there?” she snaps as her other hand begins stroking the tip of her delicious cock. “Yes. “Of course I like it. It’s great, though I would’ve been just as excited to see you without all of this. It’s been a long two weeks, you know” You leaned back a bit, examining my gown that leaves little to the imagination. “However, this is definitely nice.” Your hand came up to run through my hair, sliding down my neck, then to my shoulder. Leaning in, you whispered softly, “It’s just such a shame it has to go…”, slipping the thin straps from my shoulders and pulling the top of the gown down a.