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Bill sat down on a stool by the side of his desk. In front of him was a small pile of typed sheets of paper. Sal had typed the second draft of the first three chapters for him to review. He was naked from the waist down. Next to him sat Sal. She was dressed in a white blouse and a tartan pleated skirt. Its hemline was shorter than those over the past couple of days. Bill knew that it was meant to tease. His erection showed that it had had the intended effect. He had been fully dressed when he greeted her at the door that morning as usual. Sal had swept in passed him. Her intoxicating perfume awoke his senses. Her smile awoke his soul and the swish of her skirt awoke his lust. ?How are you today?? she asked him as she gave his bottom a pat. He smiled. ?The sting from the ginger has gone but there are still a few sore welts on my bottom,? he told her. ?Let?s have a look?? Bill hesitated for a moment. ?Come on, pants down.? Bill unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants. As he turned around to show her she told him to take them off altogether. ?Strip,? she had told him. He didn?t argue or hesitate. His trousers and shorts were quickly off. She made him bend over while she slowly ran her hand over his bottom. He fingers also brushed against his testicles. ?Hmmm,? she told him, ?they will quickly heal. Better leave your pants off for a while.? He knew the marks had gone down since the day before. When she had freed him from the table he Küçükköy escort went upstairs and looked at himself in the mirror. His skin was broken in places and welts were quickly forming. At Sal?s suggestion he had a long soak in the bath and also at her suggestion, he spent the rest of the time that she was there, naked from the waist down. Bill put his clothes away and then returned to join her at his desk. Sal slowly and deliberately crossed her legs in front of him and he caught a glimpse of her stockings. His reaction was instant. Sal reached over and took hold of his cock. ?I hope that you are not going to spend all day trying to look up my skirt, Bill,? she told him. ?I won?t be putting up with any such filthy nonsense. Do you understand?? ?Sorry, Miss.? ?That?s okay,? she told him. ?Just as long as you have put away any ideas at all of getting into my knickers. I already have a man, who gets into them regularly.? Bill turned away like a chided schoolboy. Sal slipped a tape into the audio machine and put on the headphones. It was business as usual for her. Bill looked at the papers. His eyes caught the title of the chapter on the top page, ?Pulling the Train?. It had been Sal?s idea to give a descriptive title to the chapters. ?It lets the reader know what is coming,? she explained. It had also been her idea to change his original script about the way the captive girl gets fucked. ?It is known Mecidiyeköy escort bayan colloquially as ?Pulling*a Train,? she had told him. ?A gang bang you mean,? he told her. ?No,? she snapped. ?A gang bang is a free for all. Cock?s in hands and holes all over the place,? she told him. ?Pulling*a train is more genteel. Each guy takes his turn with the girl and then moves away for the next one to take his place. They keep changing over until the last one is completely spent.? Bill picked up the pages and began to read quietly to himself. ?The next sound she heard was footsteps. She heard them as they created a creak in the floorboards but she also felt them in the tremors that ran through her body. ?This is it,? she said to herself, ?they are coming to fuck me now.? She felt his breath on her face. She felt his hand on her waist and then she felt his lips against hers as he kissed her. More footsteps approached; another hand around her waist and another kiss on the lips. Another hand touched her but this time it alighted on her bottom and was accompanied by a kiss on the cheek. A fourth man approached. His hand though alighted on her groin as he too kissed her. She had been caught slightly off guard. When she had asked her friend to arrange this she had expected it to be much rougher. ?The poor lass?s arms must be tired,? a voice spoke out. ?Let?s get her down.? She felt the Escort Merter rope slacken and her arms dropped into the awaiting hands of one of the men. ?We?ll untie your hands lass but we want the blindfold kept on,? he said. Her wrists were quickly freed and then hands began to tear at her clothes. ?Gentlemen please,? a voice called out. ?Let?s be civilised about this. Let the lady undress herself we don?t want her going home with torn clothes do we?? She sensed the men pull back leaving her standing there in their midst. It wasn?t exactly what she had imagined but she could still sense their lust. Though she was in darkness she could see them clearly watching and waiting. They wanted to see her nakedness. She had undressed for men before but they had been boyfriends. It was expected that a girl should undress for her boyfriend. It was expected of a girl to excite her man in that way. It was expected of a girl to get her lover erect and ready. All this was expected. But it was not normally expected of a girl to strip off in front of strangers. It was not normally expected of a girl to stand before a group of men and strip naked in readiness for sex. There was a name for a girl like that.? Sal shifted next to him and distracted him. ?Enjoyable is it?? she said as she reached for his erection. Bill suddenly realised just how aroused he was. She leant closer to him. Her body was touching him. The woollen material of her skirt brushed against his thigh and the silk material of her stockings brushed against his legs. It was sheer torture for him. He had already masturbated once this morning, adding to his three times the night before. He didn?t know just how much more he could take. ?Can I share?? she asked. Bill held the papers up between them.