She believed in enjoying life. There was no indirect indication or anything of sorts from her end.But I grabbed this opportunity with both hands to fu...fill my fantasy. I stood up, walked to her, moving my face close to her whispered, “Then let’s have some.” And gave a soft peck on her lips. She did not hesitate or refrain and I took this as a green signal.We dived right into each other’s mouths, kissing passionately and exploring each other. I started moving my hands on her back while still. I wassnapped out of my reverie when I noticed my outfit was rubber too...itstruck me that whatever they planned was going to be very, very messy. Ifelt my clit twitch reflexively and felt it crush painfully against coldsteel. They had caged me! I shuddered to think of what they hadplanned...that's when I noticed the drain in the floor, and I startedbegging, "Please, please, don't do this to me! I'm sorry...I tried being aman, but I'm just not cut out for it...but just because I'm a sissy. He said she was so drunk and high she didnt even notice me. She was laying on the bed when he left. The guy said If you dont mind I think shell have fun as the night goes on, wanna watch? I said go ahead and do what you guys want as long as she wants to also. He went downstairs and I stood there, a minute of so later another young man came up, he said Jim told me about speaking to you, just follow me in and shell never see you. I did and sure enough she was laying down and didnt see me. He went. He spoke first, cutting the quiet of the backstreet."When was the last time you ate young lady" Isabelle looked at her feet."Two days ago I believe", she managed to mumble out. "Come then, stop a moment and I will feed you, as long as you can speak clearly and answer my questions" He offered.Questions? Isabelle thought, how bad could that be? Certainly not as bad as seeing Mark, nor as degrading. So she nodded to signal her agreement, and he opened up a side door to his van, the contents hidden.