I took his hand, he led me toward his bedroom, his thick, hard, black cock leading the way.Entering his bedroom, I was shocked to see two other black ...en, both naked, standing inside. I noticed both were firm, but nowhere near fully hard. Both were fairly fit, about the same height as I was. Jim introduced us, their names were Rob, and John. We shook hands, as one of them said to Jim “This is the party favor, huh?” I looked at Jim, who made a look at the two guys as in “Quiet, stop talking.”I. . does that mean that I'll be released from the Program soon?" Verity ventured, hoping against all logic that this ordeal was finished and she'd have her life back. She realised immediately that her voice had sounded too eager, too... reproachful. On reflection, she shouldn't have broached the subject at all, it would only raise doubts as to her suitability. As she later discovered, no one was ever truly released from the Program. Even after reconditioning."You don't like it here, Verity?". My eyesfilled with tears. The woman from the gate must have noticed andcame over. She led me by the hand into the building.'Never mind Lucy, they are horrible girls, you can come in herewith the younger girls and do some painting.'Seated at a large table were about half a dozen eight year oldgirls. They were wearing pink plastic smocks to protect theirclothes from the paint. From a peg the woman picked up a smockfor me. I stood with my arms outstretched as she put it on me andzipped it up at. She had obviously been planning it, as she was nearly dressed already. She had on a fairly short black skirt with black sheer hose, and a tight bright red shirt whose neckline dived aroused toward the line of cleavage certain to grab any man's attention. She looked fantastic."God you look good," I said, bending over and kissing her on the back of the neck as she pulled up her hose. "There's just one thing I want you to change." What's that?" she asked."No bra tonight. You don't need it." I'll.