What a long morning that was, my mind drifting to my upcoming appointment, and again I felt the dampness in my panties.Classes over for the day, I alm...st ran back to my room to get ready.Pulling out my best jeans and top with what passed for sexy undies in my student wardrobe, I quickly stripped and headed for the shower.Just as I was reaching to turn the water off, I had a sudden urge and grabbing my razor from the shelf I lathered up the matt of dense black curls between my thighs and plunged. Sonja had just come into the kitchen saying that there was someone in the shed, and considering the strange phenomena that had been happening to me lately, the circumstances of this stranger’s presence were obvious. But I knew I had to face this new trial. Behind me were Momo and Sonja, Momo’s ears twitching from her curiosity and Sonja growling and fighting her instincts to bark and yell.I opened the door of the shed and my palms met my face. “Goddammit, this isn’t funny anymore!”Crouching in. I just understood how pleasurable being on the receiving end of anal sex could be. Gay men and straight men have the same configuration of nerve endings after all. What feels good, feels good.But, of course, it went beyond nerve endings and sensations. I was no longer solely the top. I was now figuratively and literally the bottom. I was submitting and I was amazed to learn how much I enjoyed the total surrender I felt when Cindy was slamming my ass with a rubber cock. She was in total control. I hoped they wouldnot kill us, but knew they were capable of doing so. We had to try tosurvive. My nipples had been stretched grotesquely long and my peniswas bleeding. The hooks in my testicles made me wonder if Mary and Iwould ever be able to have k**s.When the men finished eating, they had Mary wash the dishes. Jakecame over to me and took another big fish hook which he forced throughthe cartilage of my nose by going through one nostril and out theother. It hurt a lot but I was.