She heard the men behind her and could smell the smoke from the drugs they were smoking. She hid in an alcove and thought about her place in the world...as a way to escape her fear.Her father was right. She was too Western. She had become too impatient since the family had moved to Canada. Her classes at the Mosque were her mother's idea. She had to learn to be a good woman again. She had to be ready to serve her husband.True, her husband to be was over 3 times her 14 years, but he was wealthy.. . I still had that weird feeling in me.And then I had to go shopping.At the last moment, in the room, while I was looking for a shirt, this desire became stronger and stronger, and I could not resist any longer.I searched for my plug and lubricant gel and went to the bathroom.My fingers were shaking a little and desire was increasing, but my decision was made.I spread my legs and leaned forward, leaning on the sink.I took my time to apply the gel on my rosette, savoring this freshness. Then I. The boys are having fun using my sluts and seeing who can hit your mouths the most. I tell Steve that you are going to be the whore to take Gary's virginity. Steve says Gary do you want to fuck that old whore? He looks back and says yes I bet she knows a lot about fucking. I grab you by your piss soaked hair and drag you to your bed. I tell Steve to help me tie this cunt up so we can all use her. I go to get my rope and Steve yells this dumb whore has everything we need. I come back in and see. “I only have two finals left now Dad and I know I've done really well on the two that I've taken so far.”“That’s great, I am sure you will do well, you always did work hard.”“Dad…”“What is it, Syd?”“I have something important that I need to ask you.”“Errr…okay,… I’m listening, but you know your mother fairly stripped me clean.”“Dad, I’m doing fine and I don’t need any money, it’s not that,” she said quickly.Hmmm not money, then what?“Sorry, I didn’t mean to imply that’s what you were calling.