Now while discreet use of the “glory-hole was one thing and relatively safe it was risky being in the same cubicle together as the risk of being cau...ht was very real but sometimes one took the risk and this was one such occasion.There was some hesitation after I made the suggestion and I assumed that he was not going to go with it but then the whisper: “Come in here”.Quickly I made myself tidy and was out of my door as fast as I was able. I took a quick look out of the door of the gents. There. ‘How many boy friends have you had?’ ‘Sam was my only boy friend.’ ‘How long had you been dating Sam?’ ‘Since my junior year high school.’ ‘During that time did Sam ever see you naked?’ ‘No.’ ‘Did he ever ask to see you naked?’ ‘No.’ ‘Did you wonder about that?’ ‘I guess. Sam, told me that he wasn’t interested in me that way. He liked the fact that I was very athletic. He liked to watch me workout. We used to work out together. Sam was very buff. I used to love watching him with the free. Slowly, the feeling of being ripped apart begins to fade, replacing itself with a slight sense of pleasure. You clench your fists, trying to hold it back. The steady rhythmic fucking gives you the feeling that I wasn't even close to being finished with you yet. My fingers begin to massage and pinch your small breasts as I lean forward and brush the nape of your neck with my tongue. Holding you down I fuck you with long deep thrusts of my cock. Harder and harder, my pace increasing with each. No more screaming. Do you understand?"Mary nodded, the pain in her ass was intense. Added to the agony was Byron's grip on her burning buttocks. She knew they were trying to break her. To reduce her to being what they called "fuck meat"and the sooner they thought they had succeeded, she hoped, the sooner the violence would stop. That was her theory. All she could do at present was to pretend. To stop fighting for the present. Seem to surrender. Stay sane.Byron drove in another inch and another.