I could smell her scent of a woman now from their copulation the night before. It excited me into rock hard attention, and I fed her my dick inch by h...ppy inch until I was completely buried in her core.Tippy bit down on the white pillowcase to keep from shouting out in the joy of her deep penetration. She started to shake like a woman possessed and I knew she was experiencing her early morning orgasm in her beautiful limbs. It must have been exploding inside her brain with the fireworks of lust. " Not exactly, he thought, savouring the smooth contours of her breasts, the straining peaks of her nipples. Sexual slavery was an understatement where the Playhouse was concerned. Let's face it, even the word 'rape' was too mild a term to describe what she was facing. The psyche evaluations had been right about one thing, at least. Verity Sherman was the perfect candidate. Passive, self-deprecating and completely open to exploitation. Scott regarded her with a growing sense of anticipation.. “Are you going to let the other bunk down?” he asked.“Yeah, if you want. Or you could sleep here,” he said, patting the space beside him.Zane was still looking at him. “Is there enough room?” he asked cautiously.“I think so. We can make enough room if we squeeze in tight,” Steele said with that slight smile returning.He moved closer to the wall and Zane lay down on the bed. Steele put an arm across him and pulled him closer so their bodies were pressing against each other.“See?” he said.Zane. Do you have anymore?”I let out a bit of a laugh.“It should be inside of that fake ass Harry Potter book right there. I hollowed it out when I was a senior in high school.”“You smoked back then?”“No, but I used Tumblr. Same difference, really. Everything was done for an aesthetic back then.”“That makes so much more sense now. You don’t have a normal ‘in my 20s’ style bachelor pad. It’s much more composed and thought out.”She opens the book, and takes out a bud or two to put inside the.