I am so horny it is fogging my brain. I open the door and see the lights have dimmed already. Perfect. I close the back door and therein lies the surp...rise. An eye mask is dangling innocently on the other handle. A note is taped to the side. My heart is racing a million beats a minute at this point. What the fuck was I even in for! I open the note. It reads in a devilishly sexy handwriting: "Over to the couch. Now. Sit in the left corner and put the mask on. No Peeking, or Else." Godamn this was. .. ok. All he had was white socks.On the floor were a pair of cross trainers, I put those on and tied them.I felt better. I’m sure I could use a shower, but I just wasn’t ready todo that yet.I stopped in the mirror to admire my hand work. Yuck. Victor’s clothesare so uninspired. As are most guys' clothes. How are you supposed toshow off your figure if it's hidden behind saggy shorts?I had nothing to do. Everything I needed to get accomplished today was inVictor’s hands. Hopefully he was able to. She is naked and in the back of a car and on her way to god knows where she was then made to set on floor or to show her big white tits when ever they ran across another black brother on the street as they let him squeeze her tits or give her a quick fuck on one of the side streets!... They have taken her to an old run down motel where another sadistic black pervert is waiting his name was Mr. Young ...Her white ass that is now red was hanging out bare making her ass cheeks easy to whip some. They started playing with each other earlier on in their younger lives when she first caught him masturbating in his room and wanted to watch him doing it. When he told her that he always thinks of her when he does it she told him that she does the same while thinking of him. Tom asked her, that very first time, if she would let him watch her masturbating sometimes and she said; “why not now?” She pulled her jeans and knickers down and standing by the side of the bed she started rubbing herself.