Verbally, physically, mentally and sexually. He was pushed into the dimly lit toilet area. The walls were mere ugly bricks with no paint or design. ...he yellow light flickered slightly indicating that it may go out in a day or two. The place smelled of urine and fresh teenage farts. He was pushed further, past the five toilet cubicles and into the more open part where there were the silver urinals on the wall. There waited at least a dozen 16-year-old boys smiling evilly and goofy like. They. Pain and pleasure shot up my spine in equal doses. My ass stretching to accommadate such a huge prick. His thrusts were relentless, he clung to my hips for dear life, panting heavily.After a few moments the pain subsided, pleasure washing over me again and again, renewed with each hammer like thrust. "Fuck me Sammy, oh god fuck me with that big doggie cock!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Drool starting to slide from Samsons mouth, pooling on the back of my laced up corset, soaking the. Please don't kill me."Every time the guy on the floor began to say something, Sam pushed hard on his back to keep him quiet.When there was a knock on the door, Sam and I both stiffened. I motioned for him to stand behind the wall of the bathroom and watch the door through the mirror. I moved to the side of the door and yelled, "Who is it?"Thump, thump, thump, thump. Four silenced rounds came through the door with one of them catching the still standing electronics tech in the arm. He yelled and. But then it would be like Betty to check up on him, make sure he did exactly what he had been told to do. But even if Betty wasn't actually here, the girl he was supposed to screw would no doubt tell Betty everything which happened. Either way he had no choice. He had to carry this off just as he had been ordered."Relax, he can't see or hear you," smiled Betty. He has no idea we're here." But why have you brought him here?" asked Veronica."You'll see shortly. Both of you have professed your.