Holding tight to my shoulder I could feel his hot breath as he gave a grunt and slid the head of his cock in my ass. The pain shot in my ass as I gasp...d through clenched teeth, tears coming to my eyes. He only had the head and a few inched in me and I felt like I was slitting."Hh", he groaned, "This is even tighter than I imagined" Sitting up, he slowly pulled his cock from me. I looked back over my shoulder, begging with my eyes for him to stop. He just smiled as he ran that cock up and down. She turned back towards the camera."I'm twenty one years old, a trainee accountant from Maidenhead in England. My measurements are 34, 23, 35. I'm 5 feet six inches tall and weigh 113 pounds. In my new life I could be your very personal assistant, because you see, as well as having a head for figures I know how to make use of my own." She reached behind her, obviously unzipping her dress. She shrugged off the shoulder straps and let the dress fall to the floor. "Wouldn't this make going over. “Mark this little building,” he said, kneeling and pointing.The building in question was tiny, looking like a small shack or a backyard shed. It did look like it was made out of concrete, which was odd considering that the rest of the buildings were made out of brick.“That’s the entrance to the tunnels,” Mason said when we looked at him questioningly. “I’m not sure if I would want them to enter the tunnels and try to make it way here, because it is probably a maze down there. It might be good. When she felt the belts being applied to her ankles, tying her down again, Christina began to flail, trying to escape by throwing her upper torso off the gurney. Her voice a was a low, guttural moan and her eyes were wide with terror. Chloe and Margaret, trying to calm her down, approached with their hands open and empty, their voices soothing. Christina was not soothed, acting as if they were more horrifying that the thought of being tied down.She tried her best to get her legs free,.