Being throat raped by god was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. With just a few brutal strokes, I had realized the need to get my breath whenever po...sible. I had also had it demonstrated that my gagging and even puking had no effect on God’s needs, pace or demands. In fact it had been clearly demonstrated that I had no responsibilities at all. All I needed to do was grip the table hard and take what God delivered. My throat was being raped. Whores should always be raped. Submission was the only. We all laid on the bed for about 5 minutes to recoup, then I began to lick and suck both of them. Hell just as all young men are they were both hard in a minute, and to my surprise Junior got up and moved around behind Josh and began to lick his ass! He got it all wet and was sliding into him, so I just slid under them and began licking and sucking Josh’s cock and grabbed his head and pushed it into my pussy!As I sucked Josh’s cock I would lick Junior’s cock too, my I was so into this I did not. "Now, I'll go and freshen up. Don't you go anywhere," she laughed, anddisappeared into the washroom.All this while, my dick a.k.a Mr Johnson, was struggling with a hard-onin captivity. To top it all, a large mirror showed me every detail of mycondition. Here I was, a boy looking like a ravishing damsel in distress,with blood red lips and high heels, gagged and bound and dressed insensuous lingerie. It was quite a sight, and every time I writhed andmoaned, my image in the mirror turned me. ‘I can appreciate that,’ she smiles. ‘Aren’t you producing now, though? I thought you had a song on the radio.’ ‘I do, but my share in that one will be small. What’s worse, royalty payments are on a fixed cycle, so I won’t be getting a dime of it until December.’ ‘Oh. But you’re going to produce more songs, right?’ ‘Yeah. Eventually. And in the meantime, I’m flat broke.’ ‘I could help. Give you a loan or something. I feel like I owe you that much.’ I open my mouth to respond, but I’m.