I'd noticed that they had a camp coffee pot packed even though I'm sure they didn't have any idea what it was. I also knew that they'd brought the cof...ee pot from the kitchen and one can of coffee. They'd have had a hard time finding a place to plug that one in out here.Picking up both the pot and the coffee I went to Taachachi and interrupted her cooking to give her a lesson on camp coffee. She actually seemed to be glad to get it, and she put the pot on the fire right away. I headed toward. I struggled a little but found a PG to stay. It was a place called Madiwala. I was in a room sharedby two. It was a little expensive.When I opened a gay dating site, I got many messages. In one of them, there was a PG owner. We chatted so much and shared our views. I said to him about my situation. So he gave me an option. He offered a room at the PG. And also said that if I want to get the room for cheap, I got to be his sex slave.I thought about it and negotiated with him and got a great. Even now they were still filming my degradedness. I lay there until some of the men came and took me into the yard where they hosed me down cleaning the mess off me. They went back into the bar while I dried off as best I could with a piece of dirty old rag I found on the floor then went back into the bar myself. They all cheered as I walked in still naked, I laughed and shouted, I hope all you bastards enjoyed the show. They all replied they had. Hows your cunt slag, somebody shouted. Itll be. She didn't mind at all, though people were watching us. We may as well put on a show, I thought. I squeezed her ass with one hand and brought my other hand up to touch the side of her breast. Lorelei moaned and I pinched her nipple."Take me home," she whispered. "I don't want you to stop this time."I led her toward the door, out into the night air and onto my motorcycle. Before we started off, I turned and pressed my body against hers, thrusting the bulge in my jeans onto Lorelei's stomach.She.