It would make failing him a heck of a lot easier, shethought. The other part of her knew better. Gerald Styles was a creep anda menace on a variety ...f levels, but a copy-cat and moron he most certainlywas not. Blackwood could freely admit that to herself. She only hopedthat whatever words the unruly youth chose to speak to the class for hisreport weren't nearly as offensive as the last big scene he'd made in theroom. That outburst had been weeks ago, but the memory still held a sournote on. "I belong to the boys! I belong to the boys! I belong to the boys!" I chanted over and over. "I'm yours! You all own me! I'm your fucking whore! Your fucking slut! YES, YES YES, I BELONG TO THE BOYS!" The pleasure and pain were intense, fierce and indescribable as I lay there getting each area of my body pounded by them. The pounding made my toes curl, my knees buckle and my body orgasm multiple times."You guys almost there?" Rodney asked the others. They all nodded in agreement. They all stood. Criminals had attempted to muscle in on her business by selling the flesh of poor refugee men and women at rock-bottom prices. Some nasty men even attacked the girls when outside the brothel.Previously Axel and Rayner handled security but when they left, Vix had taken up the job of protector. An odd position for a goblin. Though they did enjoy the kisses they got after scaring away a thug.“I hope you don’t mind. I asked them to work with Evans to find out more.”“Evans, the handsome one who. Suddenly she did something which completely took my breath away, she brought her hand down into the stream of my pee. My instinct was to stop, but there was no way I could, I was too drunk and too desperate, there was nothing I could do but to pee on her hand. But it didn’t stop there, she brought her hand up until she was cupping me. It was the most incredible experience, feeling the pressure of her hand against me and the hotness of my pee washing over me. Now I couldn’t stop peeing, AND I.