| I had a date with this guy I met in a bar. One of the things that atracted me, was that he was 30 years old and I was just 22. I knew he was married, but that was one of the things I liked about him. I could have sex with him when ever he called me up and still could go out with other guys. I thought that was understood, although we never talked about it. One night he took me to a beach house that I had never been before. When I asked him about it, he said it belonged to one of his friends that was out of town for the weekend. We had a couple of drinks and asked me if I din’t mind having sex while being tied up. I had never done that before but thought it would be kind of kinky and agreed to do it. Just the thought got me very aroused and wet. He brought out a pair of handcuffs, put them on me and tied a long rope around them. He walked me to the middle of the livingroom, moved over some arm chairs and slipped the rope over and over head beam and strechted me up with my feet barely tuching the floor. He fixed himself a drink, sat down and began to asked me who was the guy he saw me with the other night. Before I even had the chance to explain, he called me a cheating bitch that deserved to be punished. I basically got sold out for sex to three of his friends that came in a couple of minutes latter. I felt so degraded having them see like that and such a rush to get stripped naked and publicly spanked like a dirty whore. He just sat enjoying how helpless I was, going from scared to a heaving hot bitch sucking dicks and getting fucked for hours. I had never had so much sperm down my throat or anal fucked before. I got plenty of sex that night and sore for a week after, but dying for it to happen again. |
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