. an iPod... please!" "Know how you got those tips, whore," Michael said snidely. "Allthat fucking posing behind the bar, eh?" He slapped one of her b...easts,hard, and she cried out, so he slapped it again and warned her to keep quietor 'bad things would happen'. "Tell me, what's your name? I've been aching to put a name to your facefor a while now." "Rebecca," she said, sobbing the name out. "Rebecca. Rebecca. Becky. Becks," Michael tried out the variations. "Ithink 'slut' suits you better,. Finally one of the familiar voices asked, ‘are we ready?’ To which another familiar voice replied, ‘yes, but only after we tie her up and then cut off her clothes.’ Darla was sweating with fear as she suddenly felt her arms and legs being hoisted, arching her body forward so that her limbs were spread eagle behind her. Darla didn’t know if she was about to breathe her last breath, and as her breathing became more difficult as she felt the ropes became tighter and strained her body in every. "Whilst your face is key we also need to see your body and the suitwill help tell us where we may need to do some work." I was notparticularly happy about donning the suit especially as it highlightedthe size of my cock which hardened every time Rebecca got near to me. Iconsidered walking but the need for the money and the embarrassment ofpulling out made me continue. The suit was extremely tight and as Iwalked back in to the room I felt the stares and began to blush. "Justsit in the chair,". He collapsed on top of her, dripping sweat onto her lovely freckled back.“Mrs. Eisenberg,” he laughed when his heart and breathing had slowed enough to speak. “You are an even better fuck than I had dreamed.”“Oh, I’m well aware.”~*~When Ariel left the loft that afternoon, she told herself it was a one-time thing. Two days later Eric’s briny spunk was shooting down her throat as they sixty-nined on his immaculate gold-leather Florence Knoll sofa. Oddly, she didn’t feel the least bit guilty. Her.
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