Instead of leading me to the bed, she slammed the bathroom door behind me and hoisted my arms above my head, locking them in restraints attached to th... top of the door that I had not noticed before. I'm getting nervous, but she was not done restraining me yet. She then took what resembled a broomstick, but with two ropes tied on either end, and with it secured my ankles as far apart as they could go. Effectively, I couldn't move my arms or legs, and my now totally erect penis was fully. Dirt gathered under my nails as I tried to crawl away. I screamed over and over again. My throat becoming sore and raw in an instant. He was right no one was going to save me. I was going to die tonight whether I liked it or not. I heard his pants fall. I didn’t want to watch. I didn’t want to let myself know it was real. One last sob rose from my throat as I buried my face in the dirt. When I woke up I would be staring at the scene. A ghost, an essence staring at the girl laying in the dirt.. “Oh! I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you.”“It’s okay. I recognized you. How are you doing, Chelsea?” I asked.“Fine. Just looking at books. Like you.”“Are you doing anything right now?”“Why?” Chelsea wondered.“Do you wanna have coffee with me? I’ll pay. There’s a Star Bucks just right over there. Let’s catch up if you’re not too busy. Or if you’re willing. If you’re not… ““Are you k**ding? I have such good memories of hanging out with you and your brother. Of course I’ll have coffee. "Why so positive?" Because" I said, in what I hoped was a joking tone of voice, "You might latch onto someone with a bigger cock who could fuck you better and I might lose you."Mandy gave me an odd look before saying, "You can't be that stupid! I love your sorry ass and no amount of strange cock could ever change that. You do know that, don't you?" I said that I did, but in the back of my mind I was really not all that sure.Those magazines caused major changes in Mandy. She took out a.