I don’t care if you gag or throw up. You will eat this carrot. Many times, you will have to suck your own shit off a man’s dick after he fucks y...ur ass. It’s part of being a real whore. If you fail or give up on this, you will be punished.I closed my eyes and held my breath as I opened my mouth and gagged before I even put it in my mouth. I paused a moment and without thinking about it, I shoved the carrot into my mouth and took a huge bite and without breathing, I chewed and swallowed it. "When we started going to school we were in the same school and even the same classes. When we were too young to walk to school, one of our mothers would carpool us to and from the elementary school every day. When we got old enough to walk to school by ourselves, Liz would come by my house every day and we would walk there together. After school we would walk home together and spend the rest of the day at one of our houses. I don't think there was a single weekend we didn't spend together; one. He was caressing her back and ass. They looked like they were having sex on the dance floor. In a minute she glanced at me and looked questioningly at him. She whispered in his ear and gestured toward me. He looked befuddled. He glanced over at me and I raised my drink in a salute. I got up and went over to them. I introduced myself to him. Joan beamed and said, "Dick, I told him what we wanted and he said 'yes'." I said, "Let's take this to our room." We walked out with both our arms around. “Sure,” I responded. We continued to talk for a little while longer, and Curtis asked, “Mind if I kiss you, Serena?”I smiled at him and slowly moved my mouth closer to his until our lips touched, and our breath mingled in a warm, moist, and sensuous first kiss. But the kiss was electric, it didn’t end, and our tongues began to tango as our kiss deepened and grew more passionate. My hands reached for his face, pulling him closer to me. Curtis was an excellent kisser, and he was turning me on in.