I rose from where I’d been perched on the end of the bed, legs crossed and sipping rum.“Undo me jeans,” Dave added, smirking.He watched my face ...s I unbuttoned him and unzipped the flies. Then Dave chuckled when I muttered an obscenity, the sight of his big dick forcing the epithet out of me.“Touch it, Robyn,” I heard him murmur. “Go on, girl. Don’t be shy.”Touch it? I wanted to wank it ‘til it spat; I wanted to suck spunk off it. Hell, I wanted him to lie me down, spread my legs and stuff my. I was so scared that I messed myself."Timmy, meet Birgit. She's responsible for your tattoos," she introducedme to her.Birgit was a very cute, young woman with big tits. She had long, redhair and wore an enticing, scant, red dress. She had several big tattooson her arms and her neck and was so hot that I got horny instantly. Icould feel my body pumping blood into my useless dick, but of coursenothing happened. It didn't even jerk! It just swelled a little andbecame even more sensitive, but that. Both your sister and your former brother will end up inbrothels in some third world city where no one speaks English. You, ifyou have not given us a grandchild will be put in a brothel until youdo. While in a brothel you will be locked in a room with a bedbathroom, and some clothes. You will only see clients and the ones whowill bring you food and supplies. Then you will be killed."Let's not delude ourselves, we don't care about you or if you live ordie. All we care about is getting our. I slid the key into the lock and shouted hello when I entered the hall. There was no answer and so I ventured into the kitchen where I spent a good half hour preparing the meal for that night. The wine was in the cooler and after downing a couple of lagers I needed to take a leak. I made my way upstairs when I heard a humming noise coming from one of the rooms. I know what you're thinking, I'm going to find Linda with her pink vibrator, but no....this was somebody actually humming a tune. I.