I love how it feels between my fingers when my hand grasps unexpectedly at the back of your neck because I want you to kiss me harder, and I didn’t ...know that I wanted that. I wanted to be meek and sweet, respectful, a lady, as my parents would say. But your lips, God I love those lips. So soft and so cool and wet. Pressed against mine a knot in my throat forms and I struggle to swallow for just a half second, but long enough for you to notice and pull back and smile at me. I flutter my. They pulled me into the building and through a maze of corridors and stair wells, guided through the dark with their flash lights. We ended up in a large room mostly filled with old tables and chairs. Some sort of conveyor belt ran through the middle. I was forced to my knees, I let out a muffled whimper when I felt the cold hard concrete floor. My hands were attached to my feet and clamps were put on my nipples. My legs were then tied to the floor using some hooks, with that my captors left.. Sharon pulled down my panties,picked up the wooden ruler that she had used to measure my penis, andstarted whacking my bare ass with the ruler. The ruler stung and Iscreamed, but she kept at it, first my left ass cheek and then theright. Although it hurt like hell, I did discover that I had a viewright up Sharon's dress.This last fact did not escape Debbie. "Sharon, the little pervert islooking right up your dress," she warned. Upon hearing this, Sharonstarted spanking me with renewed vigor.. My brain was spinning at a million miles an hour. Before this meeting, I had decided to keep her in the company. Now she was offering herself to me as an inducement to stay. If I was thinking straight with my brain and not my cock (which was very awake at the moment), then I would have sacked her on the spot for her offer.I decided to ignore my brain and listen to my cock. I had often wondered what it would be like to have sex with a young lady of her ethnicity, especially one as beautiful as.