A cleared throat caught my attention, eyes back on the guy. He was looking at me and he is holding a metal bar. I frowned at it, what is it? It looked...strange.The man grabbed my left ankle. I let out a squeal and gasped. He is too strong, I can’t yank my ankle out of his grip. I squint at him, he does have pretty big arms. He must work out. Hmm I wonder what is his body like. I bit my lip with curiosity but back to reality, what is he doing with my ankle? He strapped a leather cuff around my. Her lips painted a dark red against her pale complexion. Long crystal earrings danced from her ears."I don't want to do this to such a handsome man." So young, too. " she said."But you see it's my job," she added.He looked frightened, tears welling up in his eyes."Yes, I know... sigh... what do I have to do?" he asked."You have to come with me," she answered.She undid his shackles but tied his hands behind his back to lead him out... He was sobbing lightly, his wrists, in re-strains. He pulled. " Of course! Whatever works for you."As he lay in bed reliving the event, he relished her implication that she wanted to do this again, maybe as a regular thing.During the next day, Amy appeared and announced in a very business-like way, "We'll be needing a sample from you tomorrow after breakfast, so be sure not to waste any semen between now and then." Of course -- I mean I will do as you ask. It would be a sin for me to stimulate myself except when a sample is needed."They looked at each. "I'm serious, suck me off" I say as I pull my harding cock out in front of her. "I've always wanted to fuck you, and you said you'll do anything. You owe me after the way you treaded me" I tell her while she looks on at my hard cock, shocked frozen in place."No! Seth we're friends and I wouldn't I'm not that kind of girl", she protests while still seated. She gets up to leave but I grab her hand, and ask her "When was the last time you fucked ? I know that your ex never fucked you enough..