I forgot all about fair play. I clawed at her and even tried to bite her, but it was no use. She was just too damned strong.Soon, I was on my back, wi...th my arms held fast under her legs. She had my legs hooked underneath her arms and then she began to spank me. I only had on my cheerleading bottoms and it hurt like hell.I screamed for help. I screamed bloody murder."Shut up!" she said, as she sat on my face. I couldn't believe it. My face was beneath her miniskirt and smothered against her. "Rubber asshole" was the name of this particular configuration, he said. It corresponded to the notorious "rubber cunt" position so beloved of bondage afficionados. The result was similar: a totally elastic receptacle open to full-force fucking. And it provided quite intense sensations to the passive party. Intense enough to blow the top of my head off.I had to admit that he was pretty good at this sort of thing. A real master of sodomy, he was.I was bent over the bed face down when he showed. “None of this would have been possible without you. You are smart, capable, brave, and efficient, and you deserve to be recognized for that.”He smiled at her and started walking again. “So, you are stuck with the job. I’ll even sweeten the deal and offer you a hundred times your old pay.”“That’s still zero,” she laughed.“Details,” he laughed. “Now where is this new room you have exiled me to?”“We will have to climb some stairs, I’m afraid. Sure you don’t want that shoulder to lean on?”“Maybe. Helen laid flat on her back in bed. Her hands roamed over her breasts and felt her nipples harden. One hand moved down to her stomach, then on to her hairy crotch. One finger went up and down her slit a couple of times, then lightly rubbed her clit. She started thinking about her ex-boyfriends, then her thoughts turned to Mark. She reached over in to her bedside drawer to get her vibrator. She moved the tip of the vibrator up and down her wet slit often letting it stay on her clit. By now her.