" he said. I protested for a moment. "You said you would." he responded.I reached out my hand and placed it on his soft cock. "Is that it?" I asked."...ou said you'd jerk me off, so at least get it hard." he said in a jokey way, but I realized it was an actual request. If I stopped, he'd just push more that I wouldn't do it.I began pulling on his soft cock slowly, thinking in the back of my mind that he won't get hard in the car anyway, because this whole thing is just too weird. His cock began. “Well, I am a little shy with strangers. But I warm up to people I like. That’s actually why I got a cosmetology license -- guaranteed to only have to work with one or two people at the same time. And the pay’s decent with the tips I get. I could never be a waitress -- talking to more than two or three people at once is kind of scary. Oh!” Gabriella quickly looked at me apologetically. “I’m sorry. I’ll be right back. I need to grab my phone and call work to let them know I won’t be coming in.. She turned over on to her stomach and pushed herself back on the bed so her head was supported. The man held up one finger as if to say, “wait.” He went into the bathroom for just a minute. When he came out, he was holding two cold bottles of water and two towels. He handed one of each to Leslie. She took them both, stealing a glance at his now only semi-hard cock. She cracked open the bottle and began to drink quickly. She didn’t realize how thirsty she had become. The man drank his water. My heart was pounding, I knew I was in trouble and I'm not strong enough to fight them away. They walked into the room and slammed the door shut. As the door slammed I jumped. I knew what was coming.The men were all much bigger and stronger than me. One man grabbed me by the throat, choking me as they continued to call me names. His grip was so strong, I felt myself becoming weak, I feared for my life. He suddenly let go and I fell to the floor. Another man grabbed my arms and positioned me on.