Mark knew both girls belonged to a street gang and were feared. He went back on the landing heard the door being unlocked and watched as Mandy came th...ough it, he admired the way her uniform hugged her body. Mandy went to the door of their flat unlocked it looked at Mark and said ” you been here 3 days and not showed your cock yet” Mark just smiled Mandy added ” come on get the fucking thing out let me see it” Mark smiled lowered his shorts revealing his 5 inch limp dick, Mandy looked smiled. .. I began to look around me, but nothing was to be seen. As I moved my right foot, something was grabbing hold of it in the thick muddy long grass. I tried to tug my foot a second time, but it was if i was chained to a tree. I went to grab the mysterious object wrapped around my right foot, when noticing it was a slimy vine like tentacle grabbing hold of me. Before I knew it, a second tentacle grabbed hold of my left foot. Now i was stuck completely and could not move. As I tried to jump out. I was on the chain. $25 a week or a hundred a month. Cheap ... but damned inconvenient. I had to go to the university every day. That meant the dinghy ... and the Yamaha outboard that had never given me a lick of trouble ... until now.Now ... I didn’t have time to fix it. Part of my doctorate was teaching basic algebra to older young adults. You can imagine... “Hey, kid. You waiting for someone?” He was big. He was blond. He was wearing a football jersey. Sorry ... rugby shirt. He was gods. The pathetic weeping of his brothers as they moaned and thrashed, convulsing terrified on the floor. Their cries unheard beneath the thumping party music. Looking timidly to each other for help, each as cowed and helpless as the next. The Zeta girls moving casually above them, stripping them naked and efficiently hogtying them. Zeta would break his brothers on-site and transport them here once their minds had been shattered, like they were breaking Brad now. They would drag his brothers into.