I keep thinking of something else. Taking myself somewhere else. Not there. Not in that room any more. Far away. She pulls on the chain linking the ni...pple clamps. The sharp pain brings me back. She smiles again at my groans. She gets up and straps on the dildo. There, she says, this will be better than all those boys you've had to put up with. I try to beg her not to. Even with the gag she knows what I'm saying. She laughs and tells me that she'll do just as she likes, that I'm here to be used,. Eventually we ran out of beer and Frank said he would go pick some up. Jack said he would go cuz he needed to pick up a couple of things himself. When he was ready to leave and he asked me to take a ride with him. i was excited about finding out what he wanted to say to me. On the way there, he said he was sort of fuzzy about everything that happened the night before but thanked me for the best blowjob he had ever gotten. i felt really good about that. He said he wanted me to do him again later. She liked getting spanked on the ass! I asked her, why? And she wanted to get slapped(actually I meant spanked). She said yes, because she did tease me and to being a bad girl she thought I would hit her. Although I was unsure I said, I can slap at you. Then she slowly walked towards me and again made some comments on me to make this time, and me angry I spanked intentionally on her butt cheeks. She did shout, but ran inside and looking back at me. Again those mischievous smile and this time I. ” Her sobbing diminished and she dropped her hands only to stare at her lap. “You look like you’ve been through a pretty rough time; why don’t you let me treat you to a burger or something . . .?” A slight smile briefly crossed her face, and we made eye contact for the first time. She had a lovely face with large soulful brown eyes, an upturned ‘pixie’ nose and rich full lips. There was definitely some exotic blood in her lineage. “I can’t accept charity,” she mumbled as she studied my.