"Charlie, I want the men who were cleared to get a refrigerated truck and a case of body bags. They are to go up to where the chopper took out those t...ucks and gather all the bodies they can find. I also want facial shots of all the heads that are intact. Have them gather all the weapons they can find and load them to be dropped off for the lab to check numbers on." Harry, they are not your lackeys. Let the Coroner handle that crap. My men have better things to do than to spend an afternoon. Pink" I think she's cute" I Think I'm going to throw up"It was pitch black except for a single flashlight shining when Cupid opened her eyes she tried to look around but instantly shut her eyes back as the light from the flashlight hit her eyes. As her eyes finally adjusted she tried to stand up, when she couldn't she looked down to see she was tied to a chair. She franticky started looking around. Behind the flashlight she could see two figures staring at a box... her box. "C.A. Cupid ugh. You're my three hole fuck toy, to be used for my pleasure and entertainment. You'll do everything I want without complaint. Now get down on your knees and clean my cock."I was puzzled. What did he mean, clean his cock. I started to head towards the downstairs bathroom to get a towel. "Where are you going slut." "I'm going to get a towel" "You don't need one, get on your knees and use your slut mouth to clean it." "No, I can't. That's disgusting and dirty. It will have poo on it." I cried as I. She scooted up onto the high armchair and crossed her legs with an unprecedented grace.The bartender excused herself, as she placed the portable bar tray in from of me and delivered my meal. A reflex action of licking my lips arrived simultaneously with the aroma of the grilled steak. She was watching me, as my dinner was placed before me and the ritual began. I leaned forward slightly and closed my eyes, inhaling the steam that rose from my plate. Once more I licked my lips. My mouth was.