. “There is nothing we can do, the audio is being broadcast! Why would they do that?”I shrugged, and looked back up to the monitors.I hear the int...rcom crackle, I look, and the bleachers are now full, with others standing around on the sides. I swear I see one of those Middle Eastern men sitting at the top of bleachers. I hear the man’s voice through the intercom say... “Welcome ladies and gentlemen to today’s auction of the Miller’s. My name is Mr Jones, and I am the Director of Placement here. "Ah, Kevin, yes! I love your cock. I want your cock so bad! Give it too me baby. Roll me over and pound me like a bitch! I'm your bitch. I want you to fuck my brains out!"I could tell that my dirty talk was getting to him. I always loved it when girls begged for me to fuck them, and was finally getting to experience it from the other end. He was dripping sweat all over me and the look in his eyes told me that he really wanted me. My moaning was getting pretty loud. I needed to be careful or my. God it was beautiful, and I leaned down and lick the head and heard a soft sigh from the the other side. I started sucking and before long he pulled out and asked me if I wanted to meet outside and I agreed even if it was just to put a face to that cock.We met just outside of the stores door, he was about 60 years old and in good shape for a man of his age. He asked me if I wanted to go to a party at a friend of his was having. I followed him to his friends house and when we entered I was. The damned fools should have waited until we had come to a wider street where they could all have attacked us at once.As it was, only five or six could get to us, and that was by attacking at both ends of our little column. The gang of thugs had clubs and a few knives, but nothing more advanced than that. But, hell, clubs and knives could produce fatal wounds if they could get to you. I shouted for the bodyguards to use their swords, since this was a robbery and not a riot by unarmed civilians..