No Sir”, she whispered, now aware of the game he was setting up.“GREAT! Just what I wanna hear! You are going to be fucked so badly in your little... twinkie, bitch! I love to **** high class bitches like you and inflict SO MUCH PAIN in their tight assholes! Tell me you want me to fuck you in the ass, slut!”“OH NO SIR! Please don’t harm me!” she sobbed. PLEASE! Anything else, Sir”.“I have paid 20,000 dollars for this and I want to get full benefit for my investment. KNEEL BITCH! ON YOUR KNEES!”He. Or a random neighbor to pop by to ask for a cup of sugar. Or a spy helicopter or something hovering overhead. But none of those things were likely to happen and Ally seemed comfortable enough with it, so eventually, I let my guard down. After a while, I found that it was kind of liberating to be half-naked outside. My mind wandered to pictures I’d seen of those nude beaches in Europe. Except this wasn’t some Greek beach full of overweight, hairy guys and women with their tits hanging down to. Her other hand was behind her, fondling his balls. We watched for a minute, the couple totally unaware of us, then I led Tyke upstairs to my attic flat. 'Does that often happen?' she whispered as I led the way upstairs. 'Not really. Everyone else is out tonight and I was supposed to crash in Cathy's room back at the halls of residence,' I said. 'She's taking advantage of an empty living room because she has the smallest bedroom in the house.’ We fell through the door into my flat and kicked. The receptionist gave me a small slip that informed me I was now referred to as Case 432 and I wondered if they already had 431 problems to take care of on that bright, but cold spring day.Several other potential FBI persons of interest or actual suspects in some nefarious plot were sitting nervously around the waiting room and I speculated right away that the entire area was under video and sound surveillance to glean additional background details on the visitors. That thought prompted me to.