"Why am I here?" she demanded.Hilary was sick of been abuse, dragged round, fucked like a piece of meat. She was a woman, a civilised woman and demand...d respect!She was alone. The Negro had left after securing the latest fuck-toy in her cell.The chain allowed Hilary to move around her cell but not to leave it. All there seemed to be was her bunk, a hole in the ground for a toilet and a tap for water. There was no bolt on the door to the cell but, with the chain, there was no need for one.Left. There will be rules that you must follow along this journey. Your first rule is this: under no circumstances are you allowed to repeat or discuss this information with anyone’ ‘Jeez, when did my friends become wealthy?’ she thought. Looking closer at the invitation, she was unsure who had sent it, but it must be them. It is something they would do. ‘Well, they really went all out this time,’ she said to herself, and that was the end of that until the night of the 31st. For weeks prior to the. Jenny had developed goose bumps and her nipples suddenly became erect! I didn't point this fact out to Jenny.We turned the camera on again, and returned to our positions, this time changing them just slightly to allow the camera a better angle and started again. Just as the feeling of her warm mouth on mine started the blood to flow into my penis, we stopped. Luckily, the break would give my penis time to calm down. We reviewed the video again and decided that it looked right. Feeling a bit. ” “What won’t he play?” I asked inquisitively. “He hates the Backstreet Boys and Hanson. Mention either of them to him, and he’ll go postal.” The bartender told me as he looked toward the front door. “No problem. I’ve had my fill of both of them anyway.” I said as I took a long drink from my beer. As time ticked away, the nightclub started to fill up. I stayed on the corner stool of the bar in the darkness hoping that if anyone I knew came in, that they wouldn’t recognize me. I knew if I could.