I knew that we had to be so careful. If there was a chance that we ran into someone we knew, it could ruin both of us. As much as I wanted to kiss him...and ask him to hold me right there, I just stared at him, the whole world pausing just for us. And then he spoke, and his voice, which I was so accustomed to, helped me through this anxious awkward moment. ‘Welcome to my neck of the woods, Liz,’ he said. He escorted me, like the gentleman I knew, over to the baggage claim and helped me with my. I got on my knees and put my head down. My ass was pointing up at him as he got behind me and began fucking. He said that my ass felt so good on his cock that he was not going to last long. I moaned and told him that I loved the feeling of his cock in my ass and to fuck me hard. Since he had just cum about 30 minutes earlier, he did get to fuck me for a good 10 minutes. He said he was getting close to cumming. “Oh god yes, shoot your cum in my ass, let me feel you fill me up, I need to feel. I blink my eyes open sober. There's no carpet under me, just bare, dusty concrete. The window that provided my rape with such a lovely, pleasant breeze, hasn't held a pane of glass in decades. The moon stares down at me accusingly. Firelight flickers shadows across the wall. I groan as I sit up, my body still aching with the fading sores of phantom abuses. My anus burns, filled with a stranger's cum until I remind it that it it not. I pull my leather jacket back up, panting softly, and lean. I was given running shoes, shorts, and t-shirt with the logo of the academy on it. The instructor was a slim blond named Jackie with long hair and a nice tan. Her assistant was Liz, a slim brunette with long hair and a prefect hour glass figure. They were both wearing tight shorts and tight shirts with their midriff showing. There were 12 boys in the group. We were led into a series of tests. They had us lifting weights, pushups, jumping jacks, chin-ups, sit-ups, throwing shot puts, javelins,.