The furniture wasn't bulky. A wardrobe and a chest of drawers, a chair with some clothing on it and a modest king size bed which looked set there for ...ne purpose alone.Drew had been in this room a load of times but each time he went in, a feeling of excitement set in the pit of his stomach. This time Drew felt this strange emotion at a higher level due to the fact that tonight it wouldn't be him and Mark or just him and Mark but also Chris who from what he could deduce would be popping his. It felt like his cock was the size of a telephone pole! My anus was being spread and invaded and it hurt so badly. I think in the craziest of ways, I was hurting for more though! The need for having him inside me must have been strong in my soul. I never asked him to stop or even slow. I wanted to be his lover!Jack slowly thrust more and more, as my tense, quivering body somehow accepted the first few inches of his incredulous manhood. My wails became higher pitched, yet I desperately pulled. He was still the same tall, lanky, pencil-necked string-bean that he had always been. He always wore one of the dozens of Hawaiian-print shirts and one of the handfuls of pairs of baggy cargo pants. And, although the people he worked with knew he was brilliant, he always had the dopiest and most vacant expression that gave most people the impression that the elevator never quite made it to the top floor. On the other hand, when he worked, he was precise, detail-oriented, anal, a complete. And off they marched.Barefooted on rough ground, over muddy places and knee-deep in fast-flowing streams. Blisters and cuts soon developed and when one of the prisoners stumbled and knocked the whole column down, all were set upon with by the sticks, whips and belts of their guards. Added humiliation was heaped upon them in the form of having to perform their bodily functions were they stood, still tied together. They found themselves standing and walking in pools of what was normally passed in.