' Charlie glaringly said 'fight if you want, you still lose and get fucked for a bonus'. Bruce was stroking his now rigid piece of man hood, and was ...miling menacingly saying 'boi pussy is better when it puts up a fight.' Than he went on to speak about a time in detention that the three of them subdued another young guy and manage to fuck him for hours on end till...'he went stone cold crazy'... Terrified I recoiled from them into a corner of the room. Bruce and Charlie took hold of my feet. "I rolled my eyes as he helped Gretchen sit up and he gently felt her shoulder. "I think if I was in labor, I'd notice," I said dryly. "Focus on Gretchen, and let me worry about myself." Gretchen," he said, ignoring me, "Doctor Craig told me that she reset your shoulder. How does it feel now? Can you move your arm? Do you have any pain?"Gretchen was able to get full motion out of her arm but her face grimaced in pain. "I can move it, but it hurts. My back hurts a little where I hit the railing. “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before. May I join you?” I nodded and thanked him for the drink. He sat down next to me, very close to me, and we began chatting as best we could over the sound system of the club. Finally he got up and motioned for me to follow. We walked towards the back of the club to a unisex bathroom. He took my hand and we both went inside. The door closed and the quiet was almost deafening. I was a little woozy from three drinks and my sexuality was in high gear. I think. My cock was straining against the cock cage. I focused all my attention to Lisa's impending orgasm and soon felt her thighs clasping my head as she shuddered and drenched my face in her juices. She tasted delicious and her aroma increased my ache to yet a higher level. Finally she slumped in the chair. After a minute or two she told me to go get the wrist restraints from the bedroom. By the time I returned she seemed recovered. She had me turn around and she secured my wrists firmly together.