Over the sound of the metal bedframe straining under her struggles, she heard heavy footsteps and stopped. They were approaching the metal door on the...other side of the room. She heard the jingling if keys and the turing of the knob before the door opened and her jaw dropped.The man entering the room was so tall he had to duck significantly to get through the door. He was a monster of a man, easily taller than 7 feet tall and over 300 pounds, yet he didnt seem fat, just very large built. He was. .they cut me off and told me what was gonna happen. 'You lost a bet that you made, we gonna collect and make your dreams come true. First you gonna get down on your knees and suck all our dicks, than we gonna fuck the sh-- out of you till you really know what it's like to be a fuck boy in jail.' I started to try and back away, the one closest to me took hold of my arm and some how or way knocked me to my knees. I was there on my knees facing the largest black cock I had ever seen. The bastard. I nodded my head.Later that afternoon the call came from Jules. “His name is Nate Hollis, “ she said. “He tells me that the two of them only sold pot. They weren’t having trouble with the competition, according to Nate.”“Why did you give me his name? I would have trusted the information, if you believed it, “ I said. “Anyway thanks.”I went to Melvin Arnold office. “Melvin what you got from Sarah?” I asked.“Why,” he asked me.“Because the drug trade seems to be a bust. We are likely going to need. Josie said nothing, and simply watched. And held me when I got frustrated and started to shake. I suddenly realized I needed to pee, incredibly bad. And I was still locked in the dammed straightjacket. "Hey, do you have the key to this canvas cocoon, cause I gotta PEE!" They looked at each other. Debbie's "Shit, I bet Ms Adams still has it." made me whimper.I was bouncing. "Like I gotta go now!" Josie looked carefully at me. "I'm sorta familiar with straightjackets. Did they make you wear a.