Soon my legs are spread apart and she is between them, her hands covered in lube, one stroking my cock, the other pushing one tentative finger into my...ass. He’s kneeling behind me, my head resting against his stomach, his hands on my chest, holding me down as she begins to fuck my ass with her fingers. He eases me down on the bed, his hands clamped onto my throat, or my chest, or my shoulders. His fingers find my mouth and push inside, fucking me as she fucks me. Then his cock is there and he. .. no, watching her face as she went through an orgasm... was so much fun in and of itself that he hadn't ever worried about himself. It was easy to beat off and think about her, and he'd done that many times. Would she really... ?"If you think that's a good idea..." he said softly.She leaned down and kissed him briefly. "You did it for me. I should do it for you." she said simply.She dropped to her knees and spread his legs apart with her hands on his thighs. She knee-walked between his legs. He grabbed my throat hard with one hand pulled me upright and pushed my head back so it hit the wall. If it wasn't for my thick hair I am sure I would have been knocked out. He stopped abusing my tits and leaned back looking at them. He was smiling as he began gently caressing them. After his abuse, this still hurt, but he new touch although painful had a new element and I was feeling pleasure. The humiliation was so hard to take. “You don't have to do this” I said through tears “I will do what. The pow, pow of air nailers was rapid fire and dozens of carpenters were cutting, holding or passing lumber.As I walked along looking at the progress, all of them stopped to ask how I was this morning and made comments about all the burned vehicles in the row.I took some more pictures of the burnt out vehicles and I did another check to make sure my computers were destroyed. They were nothing but remnants of the hard drives left, all the plastic was melted into a glob.I stopped by the airport.