‘I want to be fucked by a big man with a big cock.’ She was shocked at her words but sent in the form anyway. Cindy James stared at the ad in the ...newspaper on the desk in front of her. Here was her chance to get away from her life for ten days, a life that existed for others, her boss who acted as if she was a dumb blond good for nothing better than to make his coffee and give him blow jobs from under his desk when he felt the need. Then there was her mother who continually told her that she. She didn't go out other than her normal nights out for meetings and she didn't have any visitors.A few times I sat outside the law offices where Carrie worked and followed her to see where she was going when she left the office. By Wednesday of that first week I was calling Carrie three or four times a day. At first she was patient with me but by the second week I could tell my calls were making her angry. I knew I should stop but I couldn't. I really didn't think I was doing anything wrong.. She had the first futon I'd ever seen in my life, and while she lived in a pretty cool two-bedroom apartment, she was still sharing it with three other girls. That meant she had a roomie sleeping just a few feet away. My place was a serious dump, so I was sleeping there most nights. We were both full of hormones - especially Chrissy, who was just learning the joys of recreational sex - so we'd usually end up fooling around a bit despite the girl on the other bed, trying our best to be quiet,. I lifted her right leg and opened it away from her centerline, tying the rope around the bench so her legs could not close. I did the same to her left leg. She could move her legs from the knee to the ankles but she could not close them. She pussy was right at the edge of the table. ‘Martha, would you like me to play with your pussy?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Yes, what?’ ‘Yes, Master.’ ‘See, you’re getting into our game. Very good.’ I used my fingers to tease her open lips and spread her juices all over her.