One fucking me, one had he dick in my mouth, and I had my hands on two big fat black dicks. The picture had a PS DVD not included. I went back to the ...arehouse and the men were all smiles and thanked me for the weekend. They informed me that the DVD would be sent to U-tube and my husband if I didn't comply with their requests. I was now their fuck slut for their taking? What am I to do? Over lunch they explained the weekend. The drink they said made me loose and I challenged them to show me. Vijay came near me and handed me the towel. I took it. He was not moving.He said- you are beautiful Nila. I have never seen such a beautiful body before.-I became angry. Then he said.- can I just touch your breast please. Just once-I said –no-Please he begged. I knew I could not do anything so I said ok just once.Slowly he placed his both hands on my breasts and started squeezing the nipples.It was after 18 years a man wad touching my breast. I did not know what happened as I cried. I took the cold bottle in my cuffed hands and waggled them. The linkage clinked.“Oh,” she uttered and went to her cabinet. She returned with the key and liberated me.I stood up on wobbly legs and shuffled to where my pants and other items lay on the floor. I dressed as she watched with her arms folded, and her erotically charging, slanted smile told me she enjoyed my depleted condition. Her eyes locked with mine and she said nothing. I was truly meant to leave.Once dressed, she bid me to follow. I don't think I want a man to touch me, though. Any time he touched me it was to brutalize me, have me brutalize them or rape me ... he raped me a lot as the other girls started to degenerate from his treatment of them. Not so much when he brought a new one in." That's over now," I said, "and we won't let anything like that happen again."She looked at me, "You said you were like me, but different, different from him too. How?" I am a telekinetic, like you, I can move things with my mind. But I.