Another two trainers joined him, bringing a wooden barrel-like structure. The boy was trussed over it, his ass in the air. Drake heard a sharp intake ...f breath and looked over at Riley, whose face had paled. ‘What?’ ‘You’ll see soon enough.’ The men undid the strap that ran in a ‘Y’ down the front and ended as the single strap in the back, baring the boy’s ass. One of the men grabbed a handful of the sandy hair. ‘Ever put anything in your ass, slave?’ ‘Hell no. I’m not gay! Let me the fuck go!. “First.” I retorted. “I like working on cars, even if yours only barely qualifies.” “Hey!” Helen chirped and smacked me on the arm. “Continuing.” I growled. “I’m not doing it for free, I’ll be charging you my standard fee.” I let that sit for awhile and continued driving. Shortly, after much thought and worry, she could take it no more. “So what’s your standard fee?” She asked. “Or do I even want to know?” We had k**ded around quite a bit, and we had exchanged some sexual innuendos and mature. "He smiled, reassured. "If you will allow me to escort you to the manager's office, I know that Monsieur Strother will be delighted, as always, to see you, Mademoiselle." He held my chair for me as I rose. Then, he offered me his arm, I accepted, and he escorted me to Louis' office, where he knocked at the door.Upon learning the identity of his visitor, Louis dropped everything, rose from his high-backed, well-upholstered, leather executive's chair, and rounded his rosewood desk, hand. Debbie was tongue kissing Cindy. Ron and Fernando were sucking and licking on her nipples. Sandy and I were stroking her pussy. And Cindy had a guy's cock in each of her hands. We could feel the intense heat and sexual energy building up inside her. We heard Pete say, "Ten more minutes." I let my fingertip go to the opening of Cindy's vagina. The tip of my finger rubbed little circles around her entrance. It was like touching the inside wall of a tent when it's raining. I felt her.