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again.
     
    “I like it when my girls are submissive,” he said and Helen’s eyes opened wide as she saw the handcuffs he was holding.
     
    “Oh wait a minute…,” she said. “I wasn’t told anything about this.” She backed away, suddenly unsure of what she was getting into. Bending down she picked up her skirt, but stopped as Mr. Robinson continued talking.
     
    “I’ll make it worth your while,” he said.
     
    Helen narrowed her eyes as she looked up at him. “Like how?” she finally said.
     
    “How much are you getting paid for tonight?” he asked.
     
    “Eighty dollars,” Helen answered.
     
    “OK,” the older man went on. “Let’s say I top that up to one hundred and fifty and you let me have my fun.”
     
    “Who would know about it?” she asked.
     
    “Just you and me,” he answered. “I wouldn’t say anything to your boss.” He moved back to the bag and took out seventy dollars and went to put the money on the bedside cabinet. “It’s yours for the taking,” he said.
     
    Helen looked at the money and thought how long it would take her to make it through waitressing. Being handcuffed for sex seemed a little kinky, but again her nerves were tinged with a thrill at what she was doing. “OK,” she finally said and Mr. Robinson walked over to her. He turned her around and the college girl shuddered as the handcuffs were clamped around her wrists, securing them together behind her back. She could feel her breathing becoming a little more labored and her pulse rate quickened. Mr. Robinson dragged her back to the bed and as he sat down she expected to be pulled onto his lap again. Instead she was forced to lie face down over his thighs and she shuddered as the hand stroked gently onto her ass. She suspected the gentleness wouldn’t last and steeled herself for what she was sure was coming her way.
     
    Mr. Robinson could feel his cock throbbing against Helen’s midriff as he caressed his fingers over her ass. He had a passion for handing out pain and could feel the thrill of the moment rising as he got closer to what he wanted. His fingers slid to the top of the panties and he grinned as he peeled the panties down and exposed the naked butt cheeks. Helen convulsed as a finger stroked along her butt crease and waited to see what happened. She suddenly cried out as the hand raised and then spanked down onto her ass.
     
    “Oh fuck,” she moaned as the pain bit into her skin.
     
    “Do you like that?” the older man said and Helen could tell by his tone that one spank onto her ass wouldn’t satisfy him. Her cry sounded around the room as the hand lashed her buttocks again, the sharp pain slowly receding to a dull ache. It was her first experience of bondage play and she was surprised to find that it was to her liking, the gentleness of the caress turning to the pain of a spank turning her on like never before. She gasped as the older man continued to rain blows down onto her buttocks, her cries of agony seemingly urging him on to more. He finally pushed her off his lap and dragged her onto her knees. Helen was breathing raggedly as the pain of the spanking coursed through her veins. She watched as Mr. Robinson pulled down his pants and underwear to expose himself. He moved forward and slid his hand onto Helen’s head, tightening his grip in her hair and forcing his cock onto her mouth. She shook as the head of the cock smeared wet trails around her mouth.
     
    “I’m going to fuck you good college girl,” he said and Helen knew that she was about to experience her roughest sex ever. As the older man pushed forward, his grip in her hair tightened and she couldn’t move back. Her lips parted as the cock was forced inside and her mouth was suddenly filled as Mr. Robinson pushed his hips forward to fuck his full length into her. Helen let out a muffled groan as the head of the cock hit the back of her throat and tried to suppress her gag reflex. The erection was held in her mouth and