He then ordered me to stand facing the door with my hands above my head, this was something else that was newhe tied my hands to a coat hook on the do...or, pulled my panties down a little bit and began spanking me. First with his had, and then with a belt. The tears were streaming down my face, and I begged him to stop. This only seemed to encourage him all the moreafter a few minutes of that, he sat me back down and tied my hands again. He tool off my panties and stuffed them into my mouth. Then. In fact, since most of the people around her were the same night after night, she usually looked for the outsider to be the player in her game. Bypassing the familiar faces, Sandy's sights stopped for a moment on a tall olive skinned woman in a security guard's uniform."Now there's a lousy job to have," Sandy said to herself. "Long hours, minimum wage."Discounting her as a player, Sandy's imaginary scope moved on. After all, why pick the same type of person two nights in a row. Finding no one. ” I let go of his hand and began to stroke my cock as Jim eased his cock out of my asshole.My orgasm was building fast, so I quickly laid down on the blanket. Jim pulled up his sweats and watched as I jacked my cock faster and faster. My left hand reached up to pinch my right nipple and a wave hit my cock. I could feel the cum start to rise and I looked down just in time to watch the first spurt fly and land on my chest. The next spurt hit my chin and Jim said, “Damn.” I unloaded the rest. No one pointed any of this out to Dottie. Her first disheartening revelation was that none of the other women even shared her 'normal' social drive. All her life, she had fought to avoid solitude of any kind. She had never developed quiet time habits of reading, sewing, playing music, or anything of the sort. If she was awake, she had to be doing something, preferably with someone else.Little by little it dawned on her that she had been the freak, the one far outside the norm. If she had been a.