A Visit To an Adult Store

Doing what I was told, I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. My blond hair fell over my bare shoulders. I shimmied them back and forth. I was so pure, so innocent, so sexy!

So much bare, taut, milky-white skin. I ran my hands over my curvy sides. Then I caught sight of my man in the mirror as he put a plastic bag on the table. He caught sight of me, too. He grabbed my soft, bare shoulders from behind -- how did he know how much that turned me on? -- and bit my neck three times. Each time, I squealed, but he was like a man possessed. He finally turned me around, pushed me onto the bed and moved on top of me. He was all over me while kissing me and running his coarse hands over my bare flesh.

"Oh, Oh, Oh!" I cried, almost drowning out his heavy breathing. I had never felt so helpless, so used -- so wanted and desired.

His finally rolled off me, I thought, to catch his breath. But he wanted to talk. He sat up, with me seductively underneath, looking up at him. Reaching under my top with both hands, he gently pinched my nipples and looked intently into my blue eyes.

"This is what you've always wanted but never could have, isn't it, Robin?" he said.

I didn't know what he meant. I didn't know what to say, but he did.

"You've always wanted to act like a girl, haven't you?" he said. "You've wanted to dress up in frilly clothes and attract a man, but you never had the chance ... until now."

He pinched my nipples harder.

"Here, Robin, you can be as feminine as you want to be."

I wanted to be very, very feminine. For me ... and for him. His fingers on my nipples were beginning to hurt me. I tried to move his hands with mine, but he only pinched harder. I gently caressed the backs of his hands as he tortured my breasts, hoping he would stop. The pain became intense. I slowly moved my bare shoulders back and forth as the pain began to turn into pleasure. He removed his left hand from my right breast, but quickly replaced it with his mouth. He licked my poor, sore nipple a couple of times, then bit down hard. The room seemed to swim around me.