When we reached the room, I pulled out the bottle of UV blue I had packed. I poured each of us a cup. The alcohol felt warm trailing down my throat an...d into my stomach. I pulled myself close to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He kissed all around my face and down to my neck. Then he instructed in my ear to go put the red lingerie on. I obeyed. I went to the bathroom and fixed my hair and makeup in hopes of making myself irresistible to him. By the time I had readied myself, I had already. As she was breathing in, the next stroke arrived and she shrieked again. The third stroke was enough for the tears to begin in earnest and for her shrieks to be mixed with sobs and full-on crying. After that, Louise couldn't count them anymore, as the fire and the crying crowded everything else out of her mind.Finally as she cried and cried, distantly she realized that she wasn't being strapped anymore. A few moments after that, Janet tugged on her arm, dragging her back to her feet. Her hands. My nipples were rock hard from the chill. I looked around to cross the street and noted the area was empty, so as I tightened my scarf around my neck I allowed myself to sharply pinch my erect nipples. The pleasure and pain sensations shuddered down my spine, it was definitely a better experience than the winter weather. I was on my way walking to the shops in town to pick up some cleaning detergent for my clothes. We had run out of the washing machine powder a few days ago, and it seemed all. ’ Oh fuck me, already, you bitch. I can feel myself dripping between my legs. ‘That’s a good girl.’ Good girl? Fuck. His tongue now, flat against the silky fabric. Gaaawwwwwwd, that’s good. Little laps of his tongue, like a puppy on Quaaludes. Like he remembers what he’s doing but as if we’re divorced or something. Like he doesn’t still own this. I want to stay quiet. I don’t want him to know he’s getting to me. But good God damn. ‘Eat me. You motherfucker.’ He holds his tongue flat against me,.