"Once more the portal opening shrank down to a tiny circle, drifting forward until it was just inside the largest building. A spy-eye held to its open...ng relayed an image of the scene on the other side, showing a large central room with several doors opening off from it. In the center of the room a clumsy construction of rods and coils had to be one of Jordan's portals, a control panel mounted on a desk by its side. There was nobody in the room at the moment, the portal quiescent. The only. ." Betty looked away trying not to look ashamed."What's wrong, Ms. Betty?" asked Gorden when he saw the look on the girl's face."I ... There was an incident at school. Some boys tried ... A friend of mine, Mark Hamptin saw what was happening because he heard me scream. He ... he came to help me and tried to stop what was clearly going to be something bad. The boys that were trying to hurt me beat Mark really badly."When the dust settled down and the boys tried to say I started everything by. I had not noticed the piece of furniture had a cut out for my cock to swing free, someone was stroking it at the same time massaging my balls. They were so full, this only made them hurt more, but the fucking I was receiving in my rear girly hole, was adding to my need for some relief. I could feel myself pushing back on Mistress’ cock, all the time moaning, occasionally whimpering as tears rolled down my cheeks. Then suddenly she leaned forward, “You have now become part of the family, there. “Is this what the slut wants?” he murmured in my ear, as out on the street a police car sped past, the sound of its siren echoing through the narrow passage. Charles seized this moment of confusion, and with one thrust of his hips, he was inside me. I closed my eyes and grimaced as I adjusted to his size and the invasion of my body, the momentary burn of discomfort replaced by a wash of pleasure. His hands were on my shoulders, as he rutted forcefully, feeling his coarse pubic hair grinding.