" I explained.Mrs Jackson looked darkly at me."You have arranged to meet friends, Mrs Jackson!" she snapped at me."Sorry Mrs Jackson, I forgot." Yes, ...nd you forgot that you should ask me if you want to meet your friends," she said. "you are my responsibility while you live here and you ask my permission." I'm sorry Mrs Jackson, I didn't realise."I still had no idea that this was unusual, that she was just my landlady and I could come and go as I pleased. I was still thinking as a c***d living. Giving up, I brought it to my now open water filled gaping hole. (Well maybe not gaping, it just felt like it) I slid it in and began fucking myself as the water hit my clit area. I heard my self-moaning very loudly, and I was trashing against the tub and wall. Oh the bliss I wanted to try the rubber dick, and to just lay back and not use my hands. I switched the fake dick's and I let the base of the rubber one, rest against the tub wall, this allowed me the freedom to just relax, grind my. Get what I'm trying to teach you boy, go get me a beer ... ' Bruce got up and went got his cousin a beer, his cousin was up on his knees with me cradled in his arms.I looked at Bruce in panic as this big brute lifted me and started to walk towards the back of the house. ' ... Don't you disturb us till I call you boy, I'm gonna fuck this bitch in bed like you should fuck a bitch ... 'Crying as Bruce's cousin walked with me still secured on his gigantic cock, we entered one of the bedrooms, his. Behind her was a man in a black suit and tie, the whole bodyguard/ servant, carrying a briefcase. The last two men who entered was of course Sven and one of the other guards hired to boost my security as well as replace the guards killed in the shootout.Ignoring the guards I put my attention on the mother and daughter and introduced myself as if no one knew me already. Making the introductions I linked to the mother feeling the panic she felt for her daughter and the money she was willing to.