I heard a voice almost every man in the world would recognize say, "So you wanted to take a picture of me feeding my baby?" All I could do is moan. "T...ke the gag out Nicole" I heard Pam say. I felt the gag slide out of my mouth and tried to speak with my sore jaw. "I swear these asshole photographers won't leave us alone." Pam says to Monique. "I think you should set an example with this one" Nicole says. "You're a genius Nicole, you just gave me an idea". Now that I can finally speak I say to. I was sweaty, the room smelled of man sex. He was out of breath and my ass was so numb from his ass r-ape. Let me tell you, r-ape is no joke, but how he fucked me, if in the middle I decided I didn't want to do this anymore, he wouldn't have stopped... Been with guys like him, kind of like that. You can't r-ape the willing but I definitely love a man who skirts that line. As he was leaving the room, he was still zipping up his pants, belt still unbuckled, he looks at me with disgust and calls. Pretending to still be asleep I activate the text mode, and type a message. When I am finished I am very careful when I raise it to where I can check the message, a couple of typing errors, but he will understand. I select the speed dial number for my Uncle Serge, my mother’s brother would be the best person to help me now. Uncle Serge - the black sheep of the family, the very well trained specialist soldier who left the Army and government to go rogue.Uncle Serge is not spoken of in the family. I found out afterwards that I was 5:1 at the paddock where Sandy led me round for inspection. I was entered in the first event for novices.The arena was a sawdust ring with a large circular black glass table set off the ground. It had circular rings engraved on it at regular intervals. Sandy brought me up to it where an official had shown her to stand me. Four other men were brought up too each in charge of a woman. At the official's nod, Sandy started to wank me. Of course, I reacted to her.