Then the drag us down a ramp to the main area. It looks like a gymnasium, all high celling and old basketball hoops hanging off their wires.The Brutes...have blocked off other interior entrance with the fire doors so that are now sitting on their sides. They may have even been welded together and with some ingenuity they have used the rigging of basket ball backstops as a gate to hold the wolves in there pen. They have brought some heavy fencing, that has been arranged around the old bleacher. The driver laughed, "We have three of 'em. Those are our guys. If someone tried to interfere with us, the follow team will run interference." How much is this costing us?" Rachel asked."Forget that. How much more protection do we need?" Mark had remained quiet after they got in the limo. "Now I know how Assange felt when the US agencies tried to railroad him into prison."Sam and the leader of the protection detail from Josh White's security firm looked at each other. Sam frowned and thought of. Fuck-dungeon?Maria nodded, and she put her hand over my mouth and dragged me towards some stairs. I squealed, but happily, knowing that I was clearly about to be used by a load of shemales, and that meant tasting some delicious cock and slurping down spunk. As I was led through a door downstairs, I realised that this was going to be even more than I had bargained for.To my left was a glass cubicle, and next to that three beds and what appeared to be a fake wall, with a glory-hole cut into it. I. Sure we’ve gone through stretches where we have the same routine and it can get a bit boring, especially if one or both of us wasn’t really into it. I think we learned over time that you have to put the effort into wanting to pleasure and be pleasured or it’s not fun for either side. Now even that can be hard at times but our love for each other is so strong that we express it in the best of ways when we make love. It’s rare that we ever just strip down and start fucking. It almost always.