As he reached a point opposite from the truck entrance, a small man in welders coveralls slipped out a worker gate.“Mister Kent sir?” he asked dif...idently. Looking around, making sure nobody had seen him slip out the gate while on the clock.“Yes, may I help you?” Said Clark.“Actually, I think I can help you. I am a high metal welder Mister Kent. This place ain’t safe mister, the specs call for twelve rivets on all lateral joints, they only let us use six. The welds all should be a triple bead,. Try crossing your arms below your breasts to accentuate them... there, perfect. " Dave mumbled as he clicked the camera. Then he stopped to change the roll of film. "By the way, Dave, how are we going to get this film developed with any privacy?" "We bought the stuff to do it ourselves, remember?" Dave countered as he clicked the camera shut with the new roll of film. Shekhar went back to Anita and brought her shirt back over her shoulders. He brought the shirt down lower until it was off her. The difference being that I was no longer alone. I had been captured stripped naked and kept in bondage now for six hours. I had been tortured and fucked by two men who now seemed to own me and as far as I could work out had no hope of escape until they decided to release me. My Master now removed the blindfold and I looked first at the two of them standing fully dressed before me each sipping from a glass of wine and then down at my own tortured and stretched body, my nipple were erect and red. Wo bahot garm ho gayi thi aur gupa gup kar mere lund ko chusne lagi, maine usko pith ke bal litake uske pairo ke bich mein aa gaya, aur uske chut ke dane pe mera lund ragadne laga,” aryaaaaaaaaa aur mat tadpawoooooo pleaseeeeeeeeeee daal doooooo lund meri chut mein aaaaaaur iski pyaaaaaaaas bhujhadoo, ahhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmmmmm”“Anjali meri jaan bus abhi lo,” aur maine apna lund uski chut mein dal diya, chut bahot tight hone ke karan mera lund fisal gaya, maine lund pe thunk lagaya aur fir se set.