" The Gunny said Ididn't have any proper attire for the night and that Max was to findsomething for me to wear. With an evil smile, Max assured the ...unny thathe would. He was to brief me on the proper behavior expected of me andthat if any trouble, Max was authorized and obligated to handle it as hefelt best. The 'little man' looked as if he was going to pop out of hisT-shirt his chest swelled so much. I got smaller and smaller. As I saidgood-bye and good night to my mother, I asked if I. I sat beside them; their hands caressed and lingered to tease and provoke each other. Their sultry eyes gazed into each other’s and to their pouting full lips. They moved slowly, presenting a body part to kiss and caress. Unspoken words seem to guide them into a soft embrace. Tenderly, they caressed each other for my appreciation and for many others. My smouldering loins coursed fresh blood into my fully engorged shaft. I yearned for their touch, yet I played the happy spectator. Brigitte and. Like you’re a slave. It’s wrong.” He let go of her cheeks and stood up. Emma rolled over onto her side so she could see him.“Mike,” she said, dropping the ‘Sir’, her tone now serious. “Sit down there for a minute because I have something to explain.”Mike obeyed and dropped his hands over his naked crotch.“You aren’t raping me,” Emma said. “I have a debt to repay to you and I fully intend to do so. By letting you fuck me in the ass. Which you WILL do. Partly because I owe it to you but mostly. After that it just became a routine, he would bring a buddy home, we would get high and then have sex. Eventually Terry stopped even participating. He would just sit and watch whatever friend he brought home have sex with me while he masturbated. Sometimes I enjoyed it and other times I just endured it. Some of the guys were sweet and gentle and would make it good for me too. Usually that was the case with older guys that I knew were married. The younger guys though were rough and inconsiderate.