“Do you have a safeword?” the man asks.
I nod.
“Well, what is it?”
“Leather,” I say, “And if I can’t talk, I tap three times.”
He nods, “Got it. Do you want to use it now?”
Heat creeps up my neck and I shake my head no.
“Good girl,” he says, “Now grab the pole and bend over.”
I grab the telephone pole and spread my legs before bending at the hips. I close my eyes as he pulls down my jeans, revealing my bare red ass. I lost my panties earlier today when they were stuffed in my mouth, and so with my jeans down, my entire bum is exposed.
“Seems like someone already got in trouble today for running her big mouth,” the man says as he lightly trails his finger down the center of my ass. He grabs both of my cheeks—one in each hand—and squeezes. I wince because of how tender my ass is from
