My Christ, Ididn't even know where I was. Then hearing the door that question was soonanswered by the owner Kelly Sangawitz. Whey all I could mutter ...as why heexclaiming with an evil smirk "You see boy you're a whore and I own yourass. You begged me to be my sex slave; you told me you never wanted toleave me, so Russ sold you to me". See the papers you signed, you're aFagot, a whore and I own you. You understand that Bitch? Seeing I washaving trouble grasping what he was saying he went on. 3She did have a safety net of sorts as she had a rescue operation set up that would go intoeffect if she did not call at a specific time and if she could hold out till then, maybe shecould still pull this off.She replied, “I am not telling you anything you pig” and if she could have seen where hewas she would have spit at him.She heard him laugh and say, “Wonderful, when you are ready to talk and you will be Iwill listen. And before I am through you will be begging for my cock anyway you can. ." She's one of my best friends, Greg! What are you doing?" If she wants a normal dating relationship, she should have said so." Did you ask her to go to Roberto's?" No," I mumbled."A purely sexual relationship was good enough for you, wasn't it?" Yeah," I sighed."And it was good for Mikayla. She didn't expect anything more. You just threw that all away because she's going out one time? When did you get so important that everything has to be your way?" I don't know," I muttered. "I'm so. You are sitting between myself and the driver, and I can tell that you’re scared. You are pushed right up against me, as far from the big stud as possible. You look into my eyes only once, and when you see my expression, tears welled in your baby-blues. I felt you snuggle a bit closer to me. “So,” I say to the man, “what are you into?” I feel you start shivering and I swear you’re grinding yourself down on the rubber plug up your ass. The guy looks over to me, then to you, and with a.