I let it pass. “We cursed ourselves, Clark and I, the fun we could have had, the three of us, Gordon as our master, we would have had so much fun, a...l those years wasted. Now maybe we can make up for it,” she continued. “Here we are,” she said as she turned into a driveway, auto-gates responding to some signal opened before us, and we drove up the gravelled driveway to a large lowset bungalow. “Master,” she said as we stopped and got out of her car, "our home is totally secluded, do you wish me. Just as I get outside the door the man grabs hold of my shoulders and I find myself up against the alley wall. His hands start exploring my body, forcefully, and I start moaning. his hands travel further down and cup my ass then he slides one hand into my jeans and the other up to my neck. "Suck my cock, Slut." He said as he pushed me down to my knees. I slowly undo the button and unzip his jeans, and take his dick out. I look at it and wrap my hands around the base. His hands circle around my. Running off the main room was a kitchenette. I couldn’t see much of it but it looked like it had all the conveniences a typical kitchen would have: fridge, stove, oven, microwave. Just like home.There were three more rooms off my main room but I couldn’t see into them from my bed. Mum assured me they were wonderful and described them. There were two bedrooms, both complete with queen sized beds and TV’s. The two bedrooms shared a bathroom. Mum described it as spa like. There was a vanity with. Two wild-looking men came running into the room, hair on end, worried frowns on their faces. ‘Stop fighting!’ I repeated, glad that I’d finally gotten their attention. ‘I was hit by a coworker, Ben took care of me when I came home’ I told Jerry. ‘I met Jerry at work, he’d been tricked to go there, probably by that same coworker’ I told Ben. They stared at each other, somewhat shamefaced, and then looked at me, obviously still worried. I looked back at them, instantly seeing the similarities,.