After about 2 hours of all of us playing cards and drinking (we were all drunk! LOL), I announced that I needed to go and shower to rinse the pool wat...r and oil off, and if they wanted to I had towels in the guest bathroom. So I went to the bathroom and took my shower. I put on my nightie, and went back into the kitchen to see what was going on. I first noticed that Brad and Mike had disappeared to go take their shower, so I played a few hands of cards and realized that Brad and Mike were still. I think my supply wasdepleted so they took the machine off me. I hung there from the rope, myfeet just touching the platform.Drool was running down my chin from the ball gag, my chest was covered withit. The patrons at the bar were pointing at me and laughing. It was at thatmoment I realized I had been broken. I had no more self respect, my selfesteem was gone I had no willpower. If it was Chuma's intention to own me,then he had succeeded.I was released from the platform and the ball gag was. His four years in the Corps taught Pete a lot of skills, and a lot of things about life. One of the life lessons he learned during his one tour in Vietnam, was all races had red blood. A common saying was 'in the foxhole everyone is green and scared'. He also learned that skin color didn't determine if a person was a jerk, or a good guy. The whole race issue became a non-starter with Pete and he looked down on anyone, of any race, that wanted to act like race made a difference.That didn't mean. He always did that to her. He liked to see her struggle for oxygen when it filled her throat. He would hold it deep in her throat as she struggled, his stomach pressed tightly against her face, the large cock pulsating in her oral passage.The cock began to push in and out of her mouth, fucking her face like it was a cunt. When it pushed in deep, Courtney would choke and gag, her throat massaging the thick cock. She could feel it moving inside her, a hand reaching down to her throat, feeling the.