He was a well-dressed man surrounded by sycophants. He seemed to enjoy watching the festivities rather than joining in them, leading me to conclude th...at Peter was the type that got his kicks from controlling the emotions of others rather than by participating in the act itself.Sue led her two assistants through the party on leashes. Playing her role to the hilt, she haughtily stalked up the stairs seeming to size up her competition. The trio found a room where another dominitrix was performing. Fortunately for her she was still wet so he slid in somewhat easily. Unfortunately, the straps of her thong snapped and it was crammed into her cunt like a cloth condom. Once again, she found herself overwhelmed by his size. She could practically feel every throbbing vein of his schlong and it was forcing her pink lips further than she was sure was possible and much wider than she wanted them to go. After the initial pain of his cock invading her pussy, she found herself enjoying it as much. They were all girls, go figure. The problem for me was that they were all 14 years old, just too young for my taste. They were fun to hang out with though. Being out of school for the summer and having my own wheels, I decided in my boredom to visit the girls on my own. Mary was out with her parents that day, leaving me with Nicole, Christine, and Janet and we played basketball outside for about two hours. Chris said that she was thirsty and Nicole happened to live the closest to the. Or if she had, she had not thought of it that way. She couldn’t tell Anthony that, though. The guilt within her was so strong, but she could not tell him. It would be like confessing to treachery. ‘And when that guard raped you…’ Anthony was finding it hard to talk about – that was clear. ‘…We can’t know how horrible…’ But he didn’t rape me, she wanted to say but couldn’t. I wanted him to touch me, I wanted him to take me. That was the worst thing. That was what taunted her soul. 4 Flavia and.