“Cock,” I replied immediately. Anal sex The only thing I could see was a vague silhouette. That was when I realized what they were – the standby lights of computer monitors! I became every girl in every one of those videos… but it was still not quite real enough to push me over the edge. My frilly knickers touched the wooden surface I was on, and I was skirtless in the dark. He must have opened the door, come through and closed it while I had been distracted by the pornographic panorama around me. A few details suddenly came together in my mind. The need, the anticipation of relief that would come from scratching that itch, made me reflect back on everything I had just experienced. Despite my womanly curves, now on display to the whole of this dark cellar, I felt very much like a frightened, dominated little girl.
