“Does little gurl like the taste of his ass?” asked One, voice dripping with dominating assertiveness.“You better keep this in your mouth or we�...�ll see to it that you won’t be sitting for the next week,” ordered Two, “not that you’ll be overly fond of sitting the next few days anyway.”All Mark could reply with were his relieved moans as he felt Three probing his gaping hole with the same number of fingers. Eager anticipation filled his belly with butterflies as he realized that he was, in fact,. The car had stopped.I looked at where we were: it was a truck stop.She undid the top two buttons of her blouse before getting out of thecar. I didn't like that."Don't worry, you'll enjoy this if you let yourself."She seemed to be telling me not to worry a lot.She strutted into the cafe of the truck stop, looked around, and focusedon the dirtiest, most unkempt guy in the whole room. I didn't likethat. She flirted with him shamelessly, and got precisely the reactionshe was probably aiming for.. . he had his freedom and I had mine. The arrangement was normal in the Sixties and our vows reflected that. Obey and forsaking all others was left out. He’s not here and I’m in charge now.”With a sneer, David said, “You gonna rip our arms off and beat us to death with the bloody stump?” That was my favorite threat up until Hairy made me stop using it.He said, “The next time I hear you say that I’m going to MAKE you do it. Understand?”I dithered. David didn’t get mad very often ... but when he. This I did in as sexy a manner as I could, not because I wanted to cooperate with this woman, but because I seemed to have no choice. I didn't know who she was, so I didn't know how she got the power she had over me.Once I was naked, she ordered me to turn around slowly so that she could see what she had "to work with." She seemed pleased with what she saw, so I was not surprised when she ordered me to jack off enough to make myself hard. Well, she had said that I was a sex toy, so I had been.