My bulge pressed against her mount . Pressing her red lips to mine and open my mouth and slipping her soft wet tounge in my mouth. As we stand there k...issing. Her hands sliding under shirt and resting on my waist, Holding me close. Still holding my beer with one hand the other on her waist. Will puts his beer on the table and moves behind Emma. He starts to kiss her neck. She tilt's her head back. Placing my beer down. I beging to kiss up and down the other side of her neck. She stars thrusting. Mark grew alarmed."If you start something, are you prepared to finish?" the older man asked this intrepid stranger.The stranger looked at the older man, and just smiled.What does that all mean, Mark wondered?The man continued pawing, and Mark couldn't hide his burgeoning hard-on. Why didn't I wear underwear? Two more partygoers came over, and each started grabbing Mark's ass. He then looked to the older man, who leaned over and kissed him. Mark's mind just went blank.He revived upon hearing a. He wasn't doing anything other than continuing to talk to me, but I felt my usual arousal begin. Something was going to happen, for sure. "Tell me more," I said. "What things?"He wanted to tell me, clearly. He leaned back against the desk, relaxing a bit, then let it spill. "Well, like the way you're dressed. I've never told anyone this, here at the office, or anywhere, but sometimes under my clothes, I like to wear panties. And when I do, I picture being with a guy. I'm pretty sure I'm gay,. " You pissed on me!" Nikki yelled angrily, on the verge of tears again. "And raped me with that strap on! And told me you were keeping me locked up as a sex slave forever." Yeah, I lied about that. Instead I stuck you in the arm with a tranquilizer, cleaned you up, and dragged your ass back here. But it had the desired effect. The fear, the panic, fighting back for real. The shattered trust in cases of acquaintance rape. The violation of forced sex isn't pleasant, but those things are the real.