All i could see was darkness inside, not uncommon, so i stepped in.quickly, the door slammed behind me, as i turned to see what happened, i was grabbe... by the throat. as i went to make some noise, a ball was shoved in my mouth."Shhhhhhhhhhhh. Do not say a fucking word bitch." i could not see her, but it was Mistress.i eased, as felt Mistress move behind me and fasten the ball gag in my mouth around the back of my head. i then heard Mistress walking away. i stayed put, as i had not been. I looked around then said, “Where am I?” he gave me a look for a second then said, “you are in my world, but no one is allowed here except for the chosen.” I blinked for a second, why me? Why in the hell am I always the one getting into these things?” as if he read my mind, “Because you are apparently the chosen one, it seems you have passed the test given by god.” “Wait god has been doing this to me why?” he looked up then back to me, “he has only done this twice before during times of great. He asked, what is that?Now I've been a nympho swinger for some time. A few years ago, some gay guys took me to a gay sex scene, t introduced to isobutyl nitrite. It's legal. Sold by various names, and readily available on line, in porno stores, etc. It enhances sex, and everyone I know that sniffs it, just wants to be fucked very deep. I got my bottle from my skirt pocket, uncapped it, told Bob to take a small sniff. I took a big sniff, and felt my pussy melting inside. I just opened up deeper. Already he could feel wetnessthat had nothing to do with the shower. The mixture of pheromones fromone man and two women in the motel room was making a heady brew, and hetook in deep breaths through his nose. He was starting to breath deeperand the wet cloth now rubbing his nipples was causing them to spring tohard nubbins."Oh god." Eric, listen!" Martin leaned forward, taking the new woman's wrists inhis ham like hands. Eric's eyes came up. Some part of him wanted to bethrown down, possessed,.