Seems she had gotten herself into a really bad marriage. He had beat her and tortured her in a sexual way and had her dress in bondage slave clothing ...ll the time.It was suggested I keep her dressed in a similar manner and to treat her better, but to give her pain now and then as she now can not have an orgasm without pain. As you might figure this was not what I had in mind. At first I thought this was just some bad joke, but upon opening the crate I learned otherwise. The crate had two doors. "Slut! On your back," he said. Both Janieand I laid on the bed and spread our legs. "Not you, you little girl-fag. I'mgoing to fuck your girlfriend. You don't get off today," he told me.Another day in this pornographic atmosphere, but today I wasn't to get off?Great. I was dejected. I did my best to ignore the noises the two of themmade while they fucked, and looked out the window at Fifth Avenue. Withoutknowing it, I caught myself rubbing my hips and ass, feeling my many pairs ofpanties. Taylor was in full-out attack mode as she munched on Rebecca's bare- shaven pussy.Rebecca, meanwhile, was being a little more careful with her lover's snatch. She'd spread Taylor's nether lips wide, letting the chlorinated water out while darting her tongue in and out to taste my cum still embedded inside.Once Mia got a few shower heads turned on and surrounding us, she wasted no further time. She flipped around and inverted so fast I could barely react before her legs went around my neck. My. "Why do you keep telling me to 'fly the road'?" I asked next, "I'm not a bird, I can't fly." More than just birds can fly, Sean. You need to learn how to fly the Road, as it will bring you to where I am so that your training can begin in earnest."I still had no idea what he was talking about. Yes, we were having a dream conversation, but one of us wasn't understanding, and I decided to tell Charles so."Listen, Charles. I know the words you're using. The order you're putting them in is even.