Boy! I can't wait for that!He kept kissing and licking and using his finger and before long I was humping his finger, meeting his thrust with a thrust...of my own. Then I felt his thumb go into my poop hole and I started to tell him no, but it too felt real good, so I just lay there thrusting against him and becoming more and more excited. It wasn't long before I had another one of those 'orgasm' things. This was even better than the first one. He asked if I was OK and if I had to go home yet. I. ..we want that round butt now...and they spread vaseline on my anus...NOOO!! i have never had anal and i cannot take that... but they are determined to take my ass...I am screaming and begging them not to do it...he grabs a rag of my dress and wraps it around my mouth and ties it to stifle my screams. the other one says fuck that and punches me in the face..shut up bitch! you are gonna make it worse on yourself! you are lucky you got the lube! turns out their dicks are not hard enough to get my. It felt secure and even after a couple of vigoroustugs, nothing slipped out. I was becoming more and more excited, notregretting any humiliation I had experienced so far. This might be mydream come true. I soon heard the steps again, and he came in the room,handing me a cool bottle of water. I took a couple of swigs, just nowrealizing how thirsty I really was. The man went over to one of theshelves and shuffled some items around. I continued to look at my cockin its new cage, my smile getting. I could see her eyes rolling with tears and myself in shock. I didn’t know what to do and ran away from there, leaving her in a state of distress.To add to my woes, the following two days are holidays, and I could not meet her nor speak to her. On Monday, I came to the office and waited for her to apologize. There she came with a dull face.Me: Hey, I am really sorry.Sarvada: It’s ok, it is me who should be sorry.Me; No, I shouldn’t have peeped while you were in the toilet.Sarvada: Ya, that was.