It’s embarrassing to admit it, but being on my own thatnight (with my husband on his business trip) Imasturbated to the fantasy of being taken b...y big toughOtis and his huge stiff meat-log. It took my breathaway just to imagine that thing stiff and engorged withmale lust. I came on my fingers twice as I imaginedwhat Otis could do to me with his huge weapon.It’s horrible (but not as horrible as what I’ve donesince) but I went to the warehouse again the next dayjust so I could. I put her in a blindfold and a gag and laid her softly onto the bed. I took out two pairs of cuffs from a drawer off to the side as she stayed in place obediently. I cuffed both of her arms to the top of the bedpost, and then undid her bra, exposing her soft, puffy nipples once again. I quickly took her panties off, reveling more wetness from her sex. From there I took both legs and tied them to either side of the bed using sheets, rendering her immobile. It was from here that I got on top of. It was so inspiring to her that she summoned 2 inner sanctum guards to fill her rectum with their sweet cream. They followed each other in lusty turns on her naked rump as she peered out the window at the spectacle below her.Her shrill screams of heated anal penetration could not match the terrified voices of the ill-fated slave-girls. Her quartet of eunuchs looked on in amused disbelief at her battered bottom reddened from spirited use by the strong muscular males.Crowds of onlookers milled in. Well, not being a runt didn't hurt. 5'5" wasn't bad. And, though I'd never be model-skinny, at least I was proportional for a change. I felt good. That was new.What wasn't new, much to my chagrin, was the boy who wasn't noticing me-Riley McConnell. Boys I didn't know were passing me by with an "I love your hair" or a "You look really good this year." From Riley, I got nothing.And that was who I wanted to notice. I swear, I was obsessed. I actually got asked out, twice-that surely had never.