She ran her fingertips over my little hole, and slipped her finger inside and hooked it slightly. She then began to twist it around as she pressed dee...er. I felt Pete’s hand on the back of my head as he began pushing my head down onto his cock with my nose bottoming out against his “manscaped” yard. It felt as if he was trying to push his cock out the back of my throat. He was already as deep into me as he could go. As I was on my knees, slamming my face down on Pete’s cock, his girlfriend was. So for a while I survived one day at a time. My true friends were my rock. Jodie and Mel, Felicity, and the women from the office flanked me at Steve's funeral and kept the press from harassing me too much. I was blind with grief for days, but never without a friend to hand.As I recovered, the one thing that I couldn't escape was that Sarah and Steve had fought over me. I'd been used yet again, my lovers has been set up, I had been used as bait, and it was even worse than the rape. I was so. He started messageing my balls, and the next thing i know i feel something rubbing on my virgin asshole. I could'nt tell him to stop because of the tremendous pleasure i was gettin out off all of it. He had been sucking me for about ten minutes when i started tensing up and he knew i was ready to cum. I told him i was close, so he started to bob faster. Right as he felt my cock start to spasm he poked his index finger all the way into my asshole, it made me shoot a load right down his. Here she got me out and dragged meby the chain across the lawns. There seemed to be a few people minglingon the garden. They seemed like a mix of hookers, bouncers andcustomers. They all stopped to stare as this buxom attractive womandragged a naked, handcuffed and whimpering man into the mansion. If Iwasn't so frightened I would have died of embarrassment. But this wasjust the beginning of my shame. Victoria locked me into a bedroom, stillbound and gagged, and left.Victoria was Pablo's.