“You’re about to get fucked by more guys than you can imagine.” Hannah felt the heaviness in her chest and the tears already forming in her eyes...as she stared at the ominous setting in the middle of the warehouse. It was clear that the gang had taken quite some time preparing for her arrival. There were several ominous fucking stations for Hannah: A versatile rack capable of tying her into almost any position imaginable, a metal suspension machine, and a stockade like those from the medieval. ..no, not really. It like just comes and goes." Wow that must be pretty inconvenient!" We all know she was right, don't we guys?"Isn't there anything you can do to make it go quicker?" Err, well, sometimes if you like stoke it and stuff you can make it go." Well, it was worth a chance and to be honest I would have sold my soul at that point for her to touch it just once."How do you mean?" Well, you know like they talk about masturbation in the biology books, yeah?" Yeah," she said, although I. Then pushing his index and forefinger into her pussy, he began massaging her sensitive hole. Tom?s cockwas rock hard he needed a release and quickly, what a better person to releasehis load on, than a poor defenceless slave. How he loved the control, thedomination. The girl began moaning in a state of pleasure, though Tom thoughtshe?d had enough, why should a worthless slave get pleasure he thought. Hepulled his fingers out and proceeded in undoing his jeans. The other slaveslooked on, knowing. “If you ever want to come off the mountain, I can find work for you.”“Thank you Mister Tyler, but my roots go deep up there. I’m kind of engaged to a kid from the adjacent farm,” she said.“Well he will be a lucky man to have you,” I suggested. We spent another ten minutes waiting for Amos to show. When he did, I threw her back pack into the back of the truck. I had slipped an envelope into her pack with two one hundred dollar bills inside it. There was one bill for each of the weeks she had.