He was a nice guy. Most of the guys who paid her didnt buy her things, let alone toiletries and let her use their shower. She finished in the bathroom..., using the toiletries and putting the box of tampons in her bag. She slipped into her bra and thong before pulling her shorts up and a plain black, tight t-shirt over her head. She ran the brush through her hair and hung the towel on the hook on the back of the door. When she opened the bathroom door, Dante was there, one hand out as if he was. ..Look at this bra. Vincent told me you only wear granny bras. The boring ones. The plain ones with no peek-a-boo. Looking at your bra now, it's definitely not plain. It's all lace and front closure. Are you really trying to get laid?" He says. I just stare at him. He unclips my bra. He takes one of my nipples in his mouth and the other with his fingers. He sucks and bites the left one. He is pinching and rolling the right one in his fingers. The sensations are making me wet and crazy. I know. What was about to happen would be a dream for most men and a reality for the rich. However, I would not want to feel responsible for them feeling forced or having ill feelings as a byproduct. Despite my racing mind, I soon slipped into the waiting embrace of sleep, wondering what would happen next.I awoke to find myself in my sitting room back in Cartha. What was shocking was that the room was vastly different. It was three times as big and a large bed was situated before the fire. On the bed. Does a slit need her knickers? Lucy says no but to quietly. He tightens his grip on her louder he barks, she she replies, the tables close by gasp at what’s happening. The same thought going threw there mind, she’s a slut ! And they was all correct. They get in the car and start driving heading to Sams house. He tells her to open the glove box. It falls open and is shocked to see what’s in there. A gag, wrist and ankle restraints, a big size plug, a large black dildo and some lube. He tells her.