Maybe that's what Mr. Stellers meant by excitement. Now I understood what it meant to be a whore, and honestly, it was exciting.Alessandro didn't wait...to take me to the bedroom. He didn't wait for me to get undressed. He didn't take off his pants, only to get them down to his knees. Then he blind folded me and pushed me to my knees. I felt his rubbery cock on my lips and he said, "Take it whore. Take it all the way down."I started to gag which made him fuck my face harder and harder. Finally he. I could tell it was Bethany by her long blonde hair. She settled on to the porcelain throne as Alexa noted,“I guess the privacy light is not working.”Bethany flushed the toilet and quickly exited the restroom, without saying a word.I apologized to Alexa for my inability to become more erect, telling her Shannon had already taken care of me.“That’s OK,” Alexa said. “I have my ways.”She dropped to her knees and began to work on my manhood. I was surprised, how quickly she managed to work me into. In the conference room, we had a display presentation for the new product. I saw the table; a steel apparatus with stirrups and cuffs that kept the breeding whore incapable of free movement, but available to be readjusted as her breeder desired. I expected to see someone in the shackles already, but thought nothing of it as I took my seat. As everyone else sat down, I noticed the men were glancing at me and leering. They probably all knew what inside me at the moment; I would definitely be late. I remembered I needed to clean one of the M-sixteens and keep it near the door, just in case I needed it for an emergency. Abe had taken his with him when he left. I figured I might as well convert one while I was cleaning it. My federal permit would let me have it fully automatic, and I also wanted to see the reworked forty-five Abe had bragged about his friend doing. I went to the big wall freezer and swung it away from the wall, pulled the cross lever, and flipped the light switch on. The.