Please, sit.”The “please” seemed superfluous. I sat where he gestured, trying my best to look composed. It had been almost four months since thi...s man, Cyrus, had paid me a ridiculous sum of money to do things to me that I never imagined I’d submit to. Not that I was a stranger to sex with dominant men. In my everyday life I’m a gentleman approaching 40, rather attractive, although not in a traditionally masculine sense. I have a lithe physique and do quite well in my career as a consultant to. You and I are finished. I mean it this time." She closed the novel she was re-reading for the fifth or sixth time, an erotic tale of a naive young woman's descent into forced sexual slavery, and returned it to its place on her master's bookshelf before sitting back down again on his couch.After locking the front door behind him, Trent simply stood there, facing her. She hated the way he looked at her, like she was merely a possession, or perhaps a pet animal that needed to be trained. She could. The two men's powerfully muscular arms held me fast between them as they used me. I felt like a rag doll in the wind, unable to control any aspect of my body. I could feel the previous two loads hardening on my face as they continued their onslaught. In and out, faster and faster, harder and harder. After what felt like hours the pain began to subside and I felt pleasure began to grow. "No!" I screamed in my mind, "Stop this! I don't like it, I won't cum!" But I had no control over my body, and. Sarah held herself very still for what seemed to be a long time, to let Hope get used to her pussy being full of her first cock. Eventually, Hope's breathing started to slow down and her pained expression softened a little."Are you okay?" Sarah asked."It hurts but it's easing up," Hope stated after spitting the panties out of her mouth. "Couldn't have gone softer?" Getting it out of the way is probably better than drawing it out," Sarah said with an apologetic look.Hope nodded and Sarah gave a.