HC could hear himself moan as he felt his asshole resist against the invasion although it was prayerful for some insertion. His breathing quickened as...his palm slid, his body shuddered feeling the butt plug slip inside his boy hole.“Fuck it in fast and pull it out slowly. Keep going with a pace”. Was the new order. HC pulled the plug out slowly until the tip was yet inside him and slammed it back in. His ass fought the meddling while his body was appeased.He heard the imaginary voice ask him as. You'll be looking over your shoulder every place you go. You don't want that, do you?"She lifted the lid from the pot and tasted the gravy in the chicken and dumplings, added salt and tried it again. "It's done. You hungry?" Starved!" He took a deep sniff and smiled, "Sure smells good."She heaped his plate with a double helping, knowing he'd eat every bite and ask for more. As she took her place across the table from him, she said, "I think I might have a solution, if you and your Aunt Meg can. I wish this transaction completed as soon as it can be done.”“Like I said, she’ll be ready to transport in a few days.”“You said physically she’s all right. Does that mean that she’s not all right in other ways?”“I warned you that this type of trauma can have mental and emotional consequences, even for a well-conditioned slave like this one.”“Will she snap out of it?”“Given time and the right sort of support, yes.”“She’ll have neither. Drugs?”“Well, there are some things we could try, but the. That seems to be the way all bikers do it, judging by my recent gang rape. I don’t know if he was one of the men who fucked me earlier or not. From the things he said I gathered that he has not. But he lasted a long time. At first I was just waiting for him to finish. My cunt is sore from earlier and I just want to go home.After a while, though, I started getting those feelings. I started moaning. And when he leaned down and started chewing on my tit I started cumming, loudly. And then so did.