This is pretty good she thought to herself. She wondered if her host had made this homemade or if this was delivered from a local restaurant. Wherever...it had come from it was very tasty. When she finally met her absent host Sara would have to ask him for the recipe. She made a note of that her still somewhat fuzzy head. Before leaving the kitchen, Sara decided she was going to be a polite guest and wash her bowl and utensils and put them back where they belonged. Thankfully all the stuff to. My skirt spread around me on the floor. Looking up at them. I licked my lips and asked, “Please, would all of you fuck me? I want all of you. I want you all in my mouth and in my ass.”“Why should we?” Jim askedI knew what he wanted to hear. He just wanted to humiliate me more. I looked up at him “Because I’m a cock craving little sissy slut” My cheeks burning in shame.“You’d better prove it then,” Jim said “Why don’t you crawl around liken a little whore and get all these cocks hard?”I. She would make sure he got a mouthful. He just wait, hmmmm.He knew exactly what he wanted her to say, and her, she was desperately trying to find the right words. If only she had known what he wanted her to say, she wanted nothing more. “Help me out here!”. “You know the other day at your parents. What you said”. He was to shy to actually repeat the words. “Well I’ve been thinking about it since. I was devastated when you fell asleep. It was the first time you actually took the initiative with. “mmm. I plan on fucking you hard after I am finished with my client call.” He said sternly. It was definitely a promise. He gave me a playful slap on my ass and then directed me which chair to sit in. When he finished his call, I heard him sliding open his metal desk drawer. He pulled a ball of rope out of it and motioned me to bend over his desk. He used the rope to tie my hands behind my back. He then spread my legs using cuffs to attach a spread bar between them. “you get too excited.