What's next?
Megan begs for more, and offers a friend
Megan was completely ragdolled, her body limp with ecstasy as Frank pulled out of her, letting her slump. He looked down in satisfaction at her flesh quivering with aftershocks of delight, then untied her from the railing, taking her gag off and letting her fall to the floor. Grinning at the sight of the ruined girl, he left to quickly shower and dress, coming back to find her barely conscious.
"Liked that, did you?" he chuckled, nudging Megan with his foot. "Did your guy in Naples treat you like that?"
"No...no...not as good...Signore...Ohhhh...you are...so...rough...and...I come so hard..."
"You're a crazy bitch, but a fun fuck," he laughed. "Get your shit together bitch. It's time to go home."
"Signore!...No...please...have I made you angry... please Signore?" she whimpered pathetically, clinging to his ankles.
"I have plans for the day, and they don't include you. You go home and wait for a call."
"Please Signore...please...please..." she sobbed. "I'll do anything...anything...please..."
"You've already done what I want. When I want more I'll call you."
"Signore...I'm begging you...I'll die...please Signore..." she wept on her knees, pleading desperately, her pretty face marked with tears.
"You won't die. You'll fuck yourself waiting for my text and when you get it you'll run over here with your cunt on fire."
"I will...please Signore...I will be no trouble...please...I'll...I have a friend...you could fuck her too! Please Signore...both of us...please...I'll get her here...please..."
Frank looked down at the pathetic, desperate blonde smiled coldly.
"Tell me about this bitch."
"She's...she's pretty...and she's a slut...we've...we've been with guys...men...together..."
"What's her name? You have a picture?"
"Marisol, Signore...on my phone...please Signore...let me show you."
Frank retrieved the girl's phone and brought it to her and a moment later was looking Megan and a pretty brunette.

"That's her...she's part Mexican...so pretty Signore...here is a picture...I took it when we were sharing a man..."

Frank nodded, smiling as he handed the phone back.
"Get her here this afternoon. Late this afternoon. I have some shit to do and won't be back until later. Call her now and set it up."
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