'I can feel his sperm swimming for my eggs already. If it's a boy, I bet he'll have a massive cock when he's born. He'll slide out of me, and then I'l... put his cock straight back in my cunt!'There was spontaneous applause from the other guys.She looked at me and signalled with her eyes for me to come and spread his cum around, so I came over and spread his thick spunk all over her. Soon she was a cummy mess. She pulled her dildo out and pointed with it at the pools I had missed and then. Then they went back to doing the same thing again, for getting about the man that abducted them and sent them into this never-ending state of pleasure, not including Michelle.In the morning, the man came back, seing them all still at work.HAving fun I see, Michelle? It looks like so." They all stopped, everyone stared at the man, then Michelle. "Now Michelle my dear, come her please," the man continued, not seeming to notice the staring people around him. Michelle took a fewe trembling steps. Holly demonstrated no affection towards me, but I knew that could come later.“Paul, I really appreciate what you are doing for me.”“Don’t get too comfortable. I’m going to give you a long, hard thrashing.” That word seemed like something lifted from British spanking porn. The English Vice, although it seemed more prevalent than I once imagined.“It’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”“It’s supposed to hurt, that's why it’s a spanking.” Rather hackneyed dialogue, I thought. I was sure this was not. She asked for some fruity drink. She appeared to be shy and kept to herself.Henry noticed her looking in his direction. She whispered something to the bartender and shortly after a beer was put in front of Henry. He waved to her and she giggled. Henry was wondering what her story was. She didn’t talk to anybody but seemed to like Henry.Henry walked over to the girl.“Thanks for the drink!”“You’re more than welcome. Would you like to sit down?”“Don’t mind if I do. I’m Henry Lane. Who might you.