He had settled o the sofa and I sat on an armchair with Sarah all chatted for little while about stuff in general. (If honest I was making small talk ...of no importance just thinking how I could expose Sarah)My arm around her was stroking her her cleavage above where her v neck t-shirt covered her 36c tits. I was getting a little bolder by the minute and while we all chatted Sarah did give me a bit of a puzzled look regarding my hand without drawing attention to it.My hand now was snaking down. ”Blindfolded, naked, tied and ball gagged, Sara McKinsey, the president’s daughter, is scared and alone. She has no idea why she’s here or who her captors are. All she knows is that they want something from her that she doesn’t want to give. She whimpers, trying her hardest to stay silent and calm.The man raises his hand again and... WHAP! ... his hand flies across her face again.Slapping her seems to be fun for the man. “I told you to stop your fucking insolent whining.” Patience and humility. "Turn around and grab your ankles," he told me. I knew what he was planning so I did as he asked and turned around and grabbed my ankles, thus exposing my ass and ass hole to his full view. He moved the chair around and pulled it closer then planted his mouth on my right ass cheek and sucked until I felt his tongue slathering around on my skin. He stayed in one spot for a minute and I knew that when he quit I'd have a huge bruise back there, but it didn't bother me. No once but him would see. "Well what do you have to say about it young lady?" You ask me.I reply: "Well, would it be okay if I was slutty and trashy like you said but just for you? Don't you like the thought of having me be a slutty whore for you?"I shift slightly so I'm looking at you, as I'm saying: "I'd really love being a nasty kinky slut for you."I reach back and begin fondling my ass, taking your hand and guiding it up and down my ass crack, over my pouting hole. Then with both hands I spread my ass cheeks wide.