Now." With a tear in my eye, I glanced again to the stranger. You took a step toward me, hand raising."Okay!" I said, wrapping the collar around my ne...ck. I loose strands of my hair out from under the collar and looked up in time to feel your hand landing again on my cheek.My hand flew up and covered the red, sensitive area. "Why did you do that?" I hated the way my voice sounded -- all pouty and whiny, but there was no helping it. I hurt. And I was genuinely confused. Or at least, I told myself. I relented after trying to turn away several times the I was my first prick as his tip rested in my mouth. I didn't enjoy the taste or the experience, this wasn't part of the deal but I was no longer in charge. Being commanded turned me on apparently because I was rock hard, even though my cock was not going to get any attention that this night. Opening my mouth further he pushed his hips forward slowly still holding my head still as his, half hard, shaft was most of the way in my mouth. With. I froze as I realised what he was saying, this sick fucker wanted me to mount my fucking bed and fuck the bedpost.I was trapped, in order to secure my inocence I needed to do this, if not he would know I had been pretending and realise I was a sad fuck of a woman, so I needed to do this and protect my reputation in his and our friends eyes.I raised my leg and eased the wooden bulbous over into my vaginal entrance and slowly worked on it, inching down on it, until, even surprising myself it. With her hair gone, though, she seemed to have more flesh and as I pinched I heard her moan. But the moan did not sound quite right eithe. It sounded as if she had just sucked on helium. Her voice was higher. That was when another article of clothing dropped on my face. I assumed it was her bra, but it wasn’t. It smelled like another set of panties, which I knew could not be because I had been touching her for over a minute…. That was when I felt a well trimmed woman’s sex rub against.