"I -- I'll be fine, Eddie. Thanks," I said, pulling my ripped dress up around me and holding it in place."Here," Eddie said, pulling off the sweatshir... he wore and handing it to me. "You can't go home like that," he added."Thanks," I repeated. I pulled his shirt over my head then took the few steps to the still open door of my car and Eddie placed a hand on my arm."I'd feel better if you let me drive you home," he said. "Please?"I turned to look at him and felt my heart flutter at the look in. After I’m brought out every morning to serve as their toilet (they shit and piss in my mouth, I must swallow it all then lick their arseholes and pussies clean) I do the housework. I am supervised by one of the women who whips me for the slightest reason (real or imaginary).Every day I am taken to the torture chamber, hung by the wrists and whipped severely over my whole body, back and front, from my neck to my ankles. Sometimes in the afternoon, they take me out to a gay meeting place in the. ''After my drunkenness d**garmi's wedding took me to sleep at a friend's Marina.''further and pretend sleep.I felt like caressing and playing with my dick, I moved up, down. With a hand squeezes the eggs. I just keep quiet and enjoy.I felt like pulling my foreskin back forward, then felt the humidity and heat of her mouth. Slowly I began to smoke but you can not recognize. The desire to put the faster was stronger than that of pretending sleep. When I opened my eyes I felt a shock.It was Marina. .it felt good and the womanly aroma made me go wild. I could see she was enjoying too as she pushed her crotch into my face. I bend her over now so i could see her wheatish ass and i kissed those ass cheeks. Gently I pulled her panties down and the label fluttered in front of my face and it read “Jockey ” size L. I parted her ass cheeks and buried my face into her crack licking fom her anus to her vagina infront and I could now taste her juice in front. She kept sighing and said she never.