Tuesday evening they had a ballgame. He was hoping Barb would be in the stands like she often was, but she wasn’t. He knew she worked a couple eveni...gs each week so he guessed she was at work. That helped Zach concentrate on the game, which they won 6-5 when Jeff drove in the winning run with a line-drive single to center in the bottom of the seventh.The next game was Thursday, and Barb was there. She sat on the top row of the temporary bleachers behind the third-base dugout. He spotted her and. By now I had to try harder to convince myself that this was for their pleasure and not mine. I thought about biting down, yet instead took the dick deeper down my throat. I hummed and the man groaned even louder.“Fuck off buddy, my turn. That fucken chick looks like she loves this.”One after another, the men lined up for me to suck their dicks. They were all large. Their cocks felt so good in my mouth. I wanted to see these men; touch them as they were touching me.My hands were released. So I did nothing, except stare forward and rub my palms back and forth on my thighs.I forced myself not to turn when the Asian woman walked by me. I ignored her when she said, "Enjoy the show?"I would normally have pretended not to hear her, or make believe I had no idea what she was talking about, but when I looked at her butt, molded in a pair of shorts, and remembered what it looked like in only black, skimpy panties, I said, "I wish I could return the favor."The woman stopped and so did my. I spoke endearing comments to my mule and rewarded him with my last apple.Shouts at the bottom of the hill caught my attention as the rowing guards at the center of the five lines finally noticed me. I watched the excited raiders make their move, while my paranoid self wondered if my estate guardsmen would tell Derwen about me being so exposed.Four of the slavers that were watching the lines of rowers turned and immediately moved towards me. The mule was a valuable animal and I was but one man..