Gerald and I connected via email and a phone call or two and laid the plan. We would meet him "randomly" first at one of my favorite pick-up bars in ...hicago, Gibson's, which is a favorite late-nite place for my wife and I to enjoy dinner and/or late nights around the piano bar. Gerald and I were texting throughout the early evening, so he was already waiting for us when we walked in around 9:30 from our earlier dinner. I had told Patty over dinner that I had met him the night before, found. .her tits had gone damn huge since she had joined our house.i pressed her boobs and told sorry . she told its ok.then i told her that why dont u keep ur hair open..as soon as i told that she opened her long hair from that big bun.this gave me an immediate erection..i was only wearing my boxers and couldnt hide my erection.she passed by me and pinched my penis.i was shocked and she told me a sorry.i told its ok.now i was aware of her intentions.so i went and again pressed her boobs and made it. Our 'hosts' for the evening were evidently warned not to harm us in any way. I only know of one girl--she cannot have been more than nineteen--who suffered cigar burns at the hands of one of the men on one of the occasions. When we were retrieved by Vasily's men at the end of the night, they saw what had happened to her. Three of the five men who had come in the van entered the house and we heard gunfire. None of us was ever harmed again; I guess Vasily must have ensured that word of his. You are left for a while. Maybe five minutes, maybe 10. But all the time you know I am in the room looking at you. You feel exposed and can not help but feel even more turned on.After what seems like a long time - you feel me near you again. I pull your hair back with my hands as i stand behind you and you feel me scribing something on your forehead. "There" you hear "Now you are labelled as what you are.... A slut".Suddenly you feel rough hands on your legs and running into your inner thighs..