”“Alright, we’ve got more orientation shit at 10:30, so we probably don’t have time to get dressed. Here.” He handed me a pair of sunglasses...and I followed him out of the dorm and across the street to the dining hall.After a cup of coffee and an omelette, I was starting to feel better physically, but I was still worried about last night, and about the fact that I was now naked in a crowded cafeteria.“Sorry about last night,” Gabe said, “that bitch was nuts.”“Is the frat pissed at me?”“No, its. I started taking off my shirt one button at a time and let it fall to the floor, I then started to undo my trousers and as soon as I had stepped out of them he told me to get on the bed and undo his trousers.I did this and I was greeted by a huge un-cut cock and my eyes just lit up when I saw it and before he could say anything I slid it into my mouth and started sucking on it while he took the rest of his clothes off. After a couple of minutes he told me to take my pants off and lay face down. At times they alternated their thrusts, and then they’d move in unison, double fucking me into a state of euphoria. My pussy and ass were well and thoroughly reamed by the two, who spun out their amusement as they fucked me fore and aft. When they reached their climactic moment, they pulled out simultaneously and forced me to my knees. They had me reach up and wank them off on my face, bathing me with their hot, sticky cum.At last, I faced Mistress Garner, and I shook with terror as she grinned. Perhaps I should find out. She was always joking about being my prisoner.The next morning I was seated beside the General on his back veranda sipping an iced orange juice lased with vodka. Ten feet out on the stone patio were two heavy metal posts, with a taught chain running between them. The chain was four or so feet above the ground. On her knees was a prisoner; her big new steel nipple rings were locked to the chain. The fresh two-inch nipple rings embedded deep behind each stiff nipple.