Hell, I want you to fight! If you manage to hold me off, I’ll even leave you alone for a full day.”She drops me to the floor and leaves before I c...n recover. This time the light stays on. For the first time, I’m free to examine my prison.Everything is white. Walls, ceiling, and floor are solid concrete painted white. The left and right walls are simple smooth surfaces, completely unblemished. The front wall, empty except for the wooden beam I was strapped to. The smooth ceiling has recessed. We enjoyed a few drinks together then Sherman and I bought an early dinner for ourselves, our partners, and George who spoke fairly good English and served as our interpreter. Up until the time we finished eating this had just been an innocent bit of serendipity, a happy accident meeting these two friendly and attractive young women. As Sherman (whom Deeba called “Churn”) and I prepared to leave I asked them, through George, if they would like for him to drive them home as he took us back to. J.“It’d be kind of cool to see if anyone notices,” Heather said, seeming to read my thoughts.“It would,” I agreed. An idea began to shape up.“So?”“I’m thinking.”“What are you going to do?” she asked.“You’ll just have to wait and see.”Heather laughed, but didn’t try to press me on it.That night, I visited Lara, once again calling on her services as a model. She jumped at the chance.“What about Pete?”“Just you.”“Another heartbreak shot?”“No, not at all.” I considered. “Then again, maybe Pete. Her mother turned her attention back to me.Kelly's Mom: Well if youre going to be fucking my daughter we better make sure youre good at it.She stood up and removed her shirt, and then her bra too. Revealing her big tits to me. They were at least a D cup maybe bigger. They were big beautiful boobs with big round brown nipples. They werent as perky as they probabbly once were but they hadn't fallen much since her younger years. And before I knew it she pulled my face between her big boobs. I took.