” What I wanted to do, or rather did, was smile. It felt good. John said, “Look Moe, he likes it. Yeah, he likes my big cock up his ass. He likes...getting fucked.” Moe had taken John’s place on the desk, but hadn’t asked me to jack him. I glanced at him and saw he was jacking himself, really hard. I felt guilty from smiling and looked away. I took my dick and started jacking it too. I couldn’t have done otherwise. I was filled with lust, wanting to cum more than I could ever remember wanting. Teacher and he let me go just because he knew he can have me here. His face showed that he was waiting for me only. He took my hand and took me to bathroom.He slowly undid my coat and then shirt. I was still in trauma that just a few minutes ago I made a deal of my body with that boy and now this guy got me here. But as I gained my senses I noticed him taking my skirt off. I said “if someone saw us then we will be in big problem”. But with full confidence he said that nobody is going to come. Next he attached another collar around her neck, which she saw him attach with a rivet gun.Joe removed her from the mechanism, and led her through the barn to a small cell. He attached a chain from her collar to a D-ring on the wall, and loosened the shackles on her elbows slightly. He sprayed something on her ass that stung terribly, then he left, closing the door and leaving her in darkness.Her eyes adjusted to the near darkness after a few minutes. She saw that, instead of a toilet, there. And Chelsea was partial to truly enormous busts. Did that mean too thatKaylee was into flatties?Well, it was a working hypothesis ... for all the good it did me. Iwondered if anyone else was thinking along the same lines. Not that Iwas going to try to find out.Soon enough we were back in our cells for our daily shift of phone sex.It seemed pretty clear that this was not just an exercise. We wereactually staffing phone lines being called by real people, sometimes(judging by the accents and noise.