I don’t know what they’re called, but they have cup holders for your beer and a command console was built into the wide arm in the middle. “Sit,...” he commanded.He turned on the TV and the football game I’d been watching came up. I felt like I was in a box seat at the stadium. “Nice huh?” he stated.“Where’s the pretty waitress with our drinks and hors d’oeuvres?” I joked.“Maybe you should call your wife and invite her over? She could wear one of those skimpy little maid outfits as she served. Damn she is a virgin he exclaimed as he started to pound into her. Looking down he could see the light smearing of blood on his cock from ripping her virginity out. Lacie gave up fighting and hoped that it would soon be over as the brutal man kept plowing his dick deep into her pussy. When he had finished feeding all of her pussy his cock he bottomed out. With each thrust going deep into her, Lacie let out a slight grunt. She could not believe she had been so stupid as to come in to this place. He reached down and took off his belt, "Turn around" he ordered me and I slowly moved around on the bed until my back was to him. "Let's see how you like this you fuckin' cunt" he said as the first stroke of his belt came across my back. I bent over in pain as he whipped my back and ass, the pain coursing through me and yet turning me on even more as I started to enjoy the lashing. He grabbed hold of my hair, pulled me back up, turned me around, "Like that cunt?" he asked me "Fuck yes" I. My body went tense. Without even thinking, my fingers fumbled with the buttons on my shirt. I took it off, showing my black lace bra cupping my small and perky boobs to this stranger. I could feel his eyes on me. I began to undo the clasps on my bra and then I slowly took it off and dropped it on the floor, standing exposed. Then suddenly, he turned and left the window. What the fuck? Was I not good enough for him? Was I misunderstanding something? I waited a second. Nothing. I turned away.