." With a start I realized her hand was drifting over my crotch, lightly scraping my rapidly hardening cock through my jeans. "Really? Right here?" I ...asked her, quickly grabbing the panties out of her hand. "Lets go into the garage..." She grabbed my hand, and pulled me in off the street, leaving the box where it was until we were just inside the door to the garage. My hands ran up her sides, taking control as I slowly backed her into the wall, pressing my hard body against hers as she moved. David pulled the team up to the hitching post and hopped down. He turned to help the women down and Sarah was first.From the boardwalk it looked like she slipped and was caught by the man. If the truth were told, she sort of jumped as she pretended to slip. Her body made full contact with his as she slid down. He pussy was weeping her fluids, unchecked. She needed release and soon. But he gently placed her on the boardwalk and turned to help Jessica. The statuesque redhead allowed him to take. My screams turned into cries of pain as I nearly passed out. When he finished he unhooked my bra and grabbed my two nipples and pinched and pulled them. My mind was overloaded as he inflicted unbearable pain on me. He kicked my legs apart and plunged his cock into my arse while continuing to torture my nipples. My screams were deafening. He pounded me harder. I could feel his balls slap against me. His cock was now completely buried up my arse. He pulled his cock out and then drove the full. ? It was getting dark when we ?returned to her condo. ?Trevor admired my new clothes, "You're a pretty sharp looking Dude, I like the preppy look, Tom. ?That steel chain locked around your neck with a little brass lock is clever. ?Most people would think it was just a goth fashion quirk but in means 'Slave' to those into bondage." ?We zipped up to her floor and entered the foyer. Samantha opened a door, "This is your closet, Slaveboy. ?It is very convenient since as my slave you will strip.