"I am so sorry Katie, it’s my entire fault." It's my fault too, you...you did not make me do anything I didn't want to." She said in a wobbly voice..."Don't worry Katie; I am going to fix this mess." How...how are you going to do that." she asked expectantly."Don't trouble yourself with that, head on to class I’ll find you there." Karen watched her slowly walk to class then headed to Mr. Hoffman's office uncertain about what she was about to do.She knocked on the door and the same brawny voice. He lead us down the corridor to the last door on our left. “Sit on the couch and do not say a word, either of you,” he said harshly as he opened the door. I did as I was told and went to sit on the bright red couch which filled about a quarter of this huge office. No one needed a sofa this big. I got myself comfy ready for a good bollocking. I looked out of the floor to ceiling window which had the most amazing view of the city. Ashleigh came to sit next to me, again really close. Jason closed. When he stopped he took my gag off and told me to unzip his pants and suck his cock. as i was sucking his cock he grabbed my head and forced his huge cock deep down my throat. i gagged and grasping for air, but he didn't care. tears rolled down my face as he called me a whore telling me to take all his cock. his cock grew bigger as he abused my throat and one of his dogs began licking my tears off my face. then he pulled his cock out of my mouth, put my gag back on, and yanked my leash making. Allah made you the way you are my brother and the Creator does not make mistakes, I said confidently. The light-skinned, gun-toting young businessman looked at me. Slowly he lowered his gun. What am I supposed to do now that I’ve lost everything? he asked, a profound pain in his voice. Trust in God and put down that gun my brother, I said. He looked at me and nodded. Slowly, I stepped closer to him and then took the gun from him. I threw it in the trash bag on my carriage. Phew, I said, sighing.