"I, I'm very sorry Sir." I should think so girl, now tell me you love me." He could see thestate he'd reduced me to, knew I'd do what he said.My breat...s were coming in short gasps, my penis throbbing painfully inits prison."I, I love you Sir," I gasped."That's right girl, you do. Now thank me for adding new friends to yourblogs."I was whimpering, my penis buzzing insanely, a wetness developingagainst my inner thigh. I looked at the cam, not wanting to, hating it,hating him, but I couldn't stop. He introduced us and I was sort of disappointed because I thought we were going to be alone to fuck. His friend was pretty sexy too, but I didn't know why he was there.Marques got me a drink, he poured me a glass of champagne, and then said that his friend was over and he could join us, or he could send him on his way. I said that I came over because I thought we were going to fuck, and if he wanted to make it a threesome, I was totally into that, or if I misread the situation, I'd be happy to. They started walking slowly towards me. "Ola. Kay pasta." I thought I'd try my Spanish. The next thing I knew the two young women threw the net over me. Another girl came up behind me and whacked me in the head with what I guess was some sort of club. I woke up in what appeared to be some sort of primitive thatched roof hut. I was naked on a cot with my hands tied behind me and to the wall of the hut. My head pounded. At least the pounding in my head took my mind off the pain in my ankle. There. I rolled the window down, "Yeah, Sal, what's up?" Boss wants to see you ASAP." Do you know what for?" Nope, he just said to look for your truck and to tell you to come right away if you were there. I was to find you if I didn't see you here. That's all I know." Thanks, Sal, see you later, I hope."I walked into the site office trailer and I was immediately ushered into Sam's office by Becky Thompson, the clerk."Have a seat, Bob. You're working late tonight, so call Denise and let her know. You.