Aren't I right? Isn't 'culprit' the correct word?" Exactly the right word. No, there's no way that I can force you to accept deep-link. Not unless the... were to suddenly change the privacy statutes, but until there is sufficient proof to support a charge with Computer Central, I'm placing a transfer-blank on the two of you." But you can't!" Liot's extensors clashed as she leaped to her feet. "Our business demands..." I can, and I have. There'll be no dispute over which persona is responsible,. From a small table, the only furniture in the room, the Man picked up a set of hair clippers. Zach, realizing what was about to happen bowed his head and the clippers buzzed to life. His face flushed with shame, yet he was unable to protest. Shocked by his own submissiveness, he found himself close to tears once again. His already short hair began to tumble around him, tickling his torso as it fell. Soon only a dark shadow of stubble was left on his skull. Next the Man held Zach's arm's up, one. From there the instructions became less specific I wanting to give in to whatever he had in his mind. But I supplied options; tease me with the dildo for a while, or remove the plug and insert the next bigger one, or put a rubber on and have anal sex with me, whip me with the riding crop, give my nipples attention, or put the cock ring on because I like the way the raised bumps on it felt as they rubbed against me. I also wanted to suck on his dick more before we had sex.I had been. I couldn’t believe it. I had just assumed he was another thug in town. This scared me but I liked it too? I guess it really didn’t matter because I couldn’t just get out of it now.There was a knock at the door. Looking through the peep hole I saw it was the black girl that I and the leader both loved. I let her in. She immediately kissed me, passionately, and I really enjoyed it. I loved her mouth on mine. I told her I was not a lesbian. She said this has nothing to do with being gay. She said.