"The video cut off suddenly as a figure came into view. It was Michelle. "I'm disappointed in you Derek. All you had to do was stay with me in the int...rview room and you would have got everything you wanted. You would have won the game."Derek tried to speak but no words came out. Michelle saw his attempts and smiled. "Don't worry Officer, your voice will return to you in a few hours. I just need you to keep silent during the last part of your game."It was then that Michelle produced another. Finally, after what seemed like an hour, everyone had a fresh drink and Alex took his seat. Ten guys, all sitting around me.Adam began to speak.He explained that everyone had been told the rules of the evening but for the benefit of the Bottom (sounds like that is what they were calling me), he'd repeat them. Everyone had an envelop under their chair which had the number of their turn (to fuck me). The person one number ahead could be asked to help with my bonds and with the permissions of that. My workday in Detroit was long and it was very difficult to concentrate; I was both confused and aroused. I kept having second thoughts. I do not know this person, he might have a disease, or he might be a killer, a maniac. More than once, I thought about changing my reservation, but I desperately wanted this to happen to me, I felt I deserved this. I wanted to be fucked by a perfect stranger. We had not talked about safe sex, or anything. However, in the end my thoughts turned back to the. In the clothes stores afterwards I just couldn't concentrate and nothing seems to attract me but I needed to spend some money if only as therapy and, in the end, I blew several hundred dollars of Mr Foster's money on a couple of totally unsuitable outfits that just weren't me at all.In the late afternoon, as the three of us walked towards the clearing that served as a heliport here, an eager young white man who lacked the usual suntan that all us long-termers here have, headed our way, waving.