the hand hesitated before getting under the skirt itself, until it slowly slid under it ... At some point, it became obvious to the stranger that he would not meet resistance, and behind her back Ira heard a laugh. The buyer in front and the saleswoman were absorbed in the search, of some desired company of pickled cucumbers, and the unknown went further - began to massage her labia, rub her pussy until he put his finger inside her. And he began to quickly and strongly push back and forth.

Just hearing the car stopped at the entrance, the troubles of several doors, and realizing that other people would soon enter the store, perhaps the whole family, the woman, through the fog spreading in her mind, realized that it all went too far, quickly got off her finger and backed off to the exit. Without looking back, she flew out of the shop doors like a bullet, ran, so that, like a dozen lascivious rapists, rushed after her in pursuit.

How she wanted to cry at that moment and rush to Victor in his arms. What would he gently hugged her and pulled her to him. At the same time with the thought of him, somewhere in the belly of Irina, a strange weakness appeared. After all, she was glad she suffered this humiliation ...

Nothing else happened to her. In the next store, she quietly bought everything she needed, lingering at the ATM, headed home. On the way, the woman did not meet any of her friends. But, only having already approached the door of her apartment, Irina took a breath with a shiver. Awareness of the incident flooded. She let the perfect stranger over herself! Oh no! How could she ... moreover, she allowed his dirty finger to wield in herself! But at the same time a sense of relief appeared, it was all behind ...

The woman was almost certain that the first thing Victor would ask was where she had run for so long, but instead meeting her at the door of the apartment in shorts, Victor rewarded her with a long, passionate kiss. When they separated, she took a deep breath, looked at her lover, as if deciding whether to speak.

- I was raped ... with a finger ...

And Ira told about all her adventures, that at first she looked under the skirt of two teenagers, although probably not only they - it was not only neither surprised, but also amused him. At the same time he nodded approvingly. Then she told about her case in the store.

A greasy smile slid across his face. His face shone with pride. His eyes seemed to grow darker and darker.

- Still, I'm a good teacher. And you are a capable student. Remember only recently yourself in a cafe. And now. Well done slave. You will receive encouragement. You're not as arrogant as you were in a cafe today. It is a pity that the man apparently the mattress could not even catch you ...

She clung to her man with her whole body and kissed him on the neck, feeling his dick bristling under the trunks, giggled and whispered reproachfully:

- Do not joke so. I ... I almost died out of shame ... oh Vitya ... does it all excite you so much?

He pushed her and slapped her. He collected a large mouth of saliva and spat in Irina’s face with full force. A powerful grub landed between her eyes and forehead, and after a second began to flow down the eyes and cheeks.

- Know your place whore!

Irina lowered her head in shame.

- That's better. I never joke. Now you are still a fucking swell. But soon all the arrogance will come down from you. For example, after somewhere in the basement you suck off ten huyov ... Take off your dress!

Irina grabbed the hem of her dress with both hands and pulled it up. Breasts fluttered out from under the dress and, once free, swayed happily.

- Yes ... Well, you have credits for a whore.

- Thank...

Victor slammed her right breast hard, forcing the woman to scream. Then he raised his hand close to her bald pussy, but did not touch her, causing a woman to moan in anticipation ... Irina slightly pushed her hips forward. Victor giggled, still holding his hand a few centimeters from her vagina. Irina broke out, but pulled herself stronger.He moved away. The woman moaned in despair ...

- Wider thighs.

Ira opened her legs and waited. Dark spots of blush burned on her cheeks. Irina felt the fingers of a man with pain began to squeeze and twist her nipples, but she only moaned, not moving at all. She felt offensive - a young intelligent and attractive woman she stands, helpfully at attention, in front of a perfect moral monster and allows him to play with her, shamefully, torture her body, as if she was a thing, a sexual object, a piece of meat and nothing more .

The man recoiled and stepped back.

- And now you caress yourself ...

Her hands were trembling — her nerves were agitated, completely unbalanced. Irina rubbed her breasts. Nipples were swollen, hard. The woman moved her hand between her legs and touched her pussy. She was hot. She was wet. Her finger slid between the genital lips, touched the clitoris. Irina immediately choked, a wave of pleasure struck her whole body.

“You think, I will believe that you no longer like when you are rude - it used to excite you very much. “- Victor's words passed through her head. Why couldn’t she resist his coercion? "I really love such an abnormal sex? - Irina asked herself. - Victor just pressed the right buttons of my soul at the right time? I am ill? He has me mercilessly, as I deserve, since I want?"

- Why are you frozen? Go on bitch!

Irina's fingers began slowly to caress her labia, wet from juices, she skillfully moved them up and down along the entire length of her lip-shining slits. Irina began to slowly move her hips, rhythmically invitingly moaning. When the finger again began to act directly on the clitoris, the hips of the woman began to sway with the rhythm of her fingers, the sweet weight filled her belly.

Irina gasped - she masturbated right in front of Victor! On the threshold of your apartment! And she could not admit that she enjoyed it — selflessly, passionately — but in fact it was. Irina did not know that she could move so quickly - looking plaintively at her lover, she violently rubbed her clit. Faster. Faster.

- Vitenka, my dear ... - she whispered, feeling the pricking and throbbing in her pussy. She stretched her legs to the side as much as possible in a desperate desire to seduce a man and get a member of Victor in her wet pussy.

He did not touch her, allowing her to do everything herself, only once again squeezed her nipples with force, until the woman groaned, while receiving a sharp response in her pussy. What is the power, how crazy she rubbed herself, not ceasing for a second, until she was on the verge of an orgasm.

“Just imagine what all those people thought of you today ... And if they knew that you were not wearing underwear because I forbade it?” What would they think about you, talk ?!

She did not answer. He grabbed her nipples and began to twist them until the woman squealed in pain and did not beg for mercy.

- Answer me the creature! What people would think about you!

- They ... they would think that I ... whore ... slave ... that everything is possible with me!

- Remember: with you and everything is possible in the truth. And now slap your pussy and cum simultaneously with the blow. As I taught.

Irina resolutely raised her hand high above the vagina. Her breathing became faster and faster every second. She quickly lowered her down, slapping her own pussy, causing a fiery shooting pain and at the same time shuddering at the same time in a powerful shameful orgasm.

Her knees buckled, and she began to crawl along the wall onto the tiled floor of the hallway, where she soon landed, spreading her body in a faint state.

- Got sugar? Go, lay on the table slut.

***

The ruthless voice above her continued:

“You are a dirty slut, you are a slave, you are a servant.” I know everything about you, about your thoughts. Maybe you love your hubby ... but you do not want him, do not crave ... because he is not a sadist, not a pervert or a psychopath. Unlike me. You give me all your balance. You are an obedient lustful bitch. Standing like a cancer, without a reminder, you yourself will widely spread the loaves with your hands and beg yourself to fuck you where I want and how I want ... You do this, I guarantee you will love to fuck with me as before. You like what's waiting for you.

She listened very carefully. The woman knew that he spoke seriously.

“What if I refuse?” - Ira's lips trembled.

His laughing eyes looked straight into her frightened eyes. His gaze pressed her to the floor.

- You will not refuse. Because you want it yourself ... your fucking cunt by this point is already very sore and flowing ... I use you. You are a thing. I'll do what I want with you. My desire is law. You are just waiting for me to need you. And you should always be ready! I can call you at any time, bend you with cancer and use your holes. I see my words just drive you crazy. But you have to concentrate. Now your goal is to wait for my next order whore.

Pulling her to his belt, he weighed a strong slap in the face, and she felt pain, as if from a thousand needles hitting her skin.

- You understood me?

She cried. And screamed:

- I cant! I can not master!

Victor looked into her eyes and smiled almost tenderly, then burping loudly, said:

- Well, the memory began to return to you. Lick your master feet.

And she licked.