The thought crossed my mind to put her out of her misery, and just drop the towel and show her what she had come for, but something inside stopped me....Why should I make it easy for her; cruel, I know, but she was going to have to spell it out for me.Eventually, she sighed and dejectedly looked up at me, her expression reminding me of a child who has been caught out doing something naughty.“Is there something I can do for you?” I asked. It was a leading question I admit, and I almost regretted. How all he wanted to do was fuck her. Not romance her, not take her out to eat, but just use her like a fuck toy. Men like that made me sick, did he not understand that she was a lovely woman worthy of love and respect.“Wait here” I said crawling out the bed and running downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses. I came back up to my room and she was still just laying in the bed. I could tell that she was mentally exhausted from her ordeal.“This might help” I said. Shocked, she tried again, with the same frightening result. After testing her voice a little she found that she could indeed not speak. All she could do was make noises like some kind of animal. Fear rising in her she reached up to feel her throat and tried to speak again, even just one word. Nothing—she could not speak at all! She’d noticed something else when she felt the soft skin around her neck, something equally disturbing. Her hands, while still having feeling, didn’t really move. . I could feel him insert his cock inside of me, but I was spread too far apart to feel any pleasure. I think my boyfriend realized this because he asked Steve to also put his cock in my pussy. Together, they began pumping my front hard. By this time, I was screaming. It was a good thing my screams were muffled by the panties in my mouth because I’m sure the entire neighborhood would’ve heard us. All 3 of us were panting, and I knew that both men were about ready to cum. Before that happened.