Being an alternative sort of girl I didn't care what other peoplethought. I was however worried about why I felt this way, the questionsI couldn't ans...wer, all I knew was boys just didn't do it for me, I hadyet to meet one that made my heart beat faster, or my hands go clammy.That might sound harsh or judgemental, but that's who I was. My hormoneswere kicking in though and once I discovered and then became skilled atthe art of self-pleasure, digitally remastered as it were, my realdesires. I made my choice and I'm sticking to it." Good Girl Stephanie. We are going to start off with a treat today. Iwant you to kneel down on the floor and stroke that silly penis of yoursuntil you cum," she said with a flirtatious wink.I gasped audibly and didn't need the hand she placed on my shoulder toget me down to my knees. She either didn't care or didn't know that frommy vantage point my eyes were level with the tightness that suggested thehint of cameltoe. Worried about some sort of trick I. .. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"........"OOOHHHHHHHH!!!"I would cry out each time the whip came down to land on it's intended target. By now I had taken nearly two dozen lashes from his whip and my ass was on fire. I must confess that the burning sensation coupled with the stinging pain was strangely arousing though were to cease at this point I surely wouldn't mind. I knew that once my session withthe whip were concluded I might be rewarded with his cock buried deep in my "pussy" or perhaps he might. She had just been fucked in the ass by a complete stranger in a public place!Suddenly she needed to be out of there and she turned and began pushing through the crowd, afraid she was going to be sick.Several hours later, back at home, she stood beneath the steaming hot spray of the shower. The slight soreness of her ass a reminder of what had happened earlier in the evening. Despite the heat of the shower, a delicious shiver ran down her spine as she recalled how good the stranger's cock had.