She would be embarrassed and might have to go to jail. She would have sex with Dr. Marko and do anything he wanted to save her job. She would be the... sexiest slut he ever had. If he wanted sex up her ass, she would do whatever he wanted. She was used to being whorish.She moved her hand up and down his shaft and made him nice and hard. She opened her mouth and accepted his stubby cock into her mouth. She swallowed his cock and held and massaged his warm balls. He moaned and groaned and pumped. ’ He took a deep breath as if gathering himself, ‘I couldn’t do it,’ he mumbled. ‘Pardon,’ I honestly hadn’t heard what he said. He looked at me and took another deep breath. ‘I’ve never told anyone, not Mike, my father, my brothers, nor Maria. You mustn’t say anything, please.’ I leant forward, stood on tiptoe and kissed him, ‘No, I won’t tell a soul. I promise.’ He looked lost, vulnerable, defeated. It does wonders for a man’s appeal you know, when a woman sees him like this. Oh not every day. ”Another one asked, “What do you mean?”“Oh, come on, guys. I used to do the same thing when I was your age. I still do, but only to keep up with the latest shit. Something about centerfolds ... You just don’t outgrow them, even when you get to sample the real thing all the time.”The first one asked, “Yeah? Like how many real ones have you seen?”“Hmm. I don’t know. A lot. I’m Tim.”“I’m Scott, that’s Darren, and he’s Dwight,” the first one said.I said to the silent one, “Hey Darren, you can zip. The audience watched silently, still unknown to Cheryl, while her Master occasionally gave her specific commands... to pinch and twist her nipples, to change hands, to lick her fingers, to play with her asshole... each command punctuated with a lash of the crop against the insides of her splayed thighs. Cheryl's need grew with each passing moment, with each new command, until she was finally told to stop.Holding her hands clasped behind her neck as ordered, Cheryl began to sense that there were.