You can get up and leave, free and clear, and Mr. Jones will not force you to do anything. In fact, Mr. Jones does not even remember you. You saw that...he sold you. He had plans to addict you to several drugs. He never cared for you, although I know that he pretended to just long enough to get you to sell your body for him. I do worry, though, where you might go, and whether, in desperation, you might find someone else like Mr. Jones.”Amber looked thunderstruck. This was not going at all like. He'd been put down by these men over and over and there was nothing left in him. He felt inferior even to me, an obvious fetish thing who was being escorted into a kennel by three complete strangers. The manager obviously saw the exchange and asked the man if he'd like me to suck his cock. He lowered his head, shook "no", and walked out, completely defeated.The entire situation puzzled me until Tony stepped behind the chair and turned it around. There on the floor were three levers and several. And, everyone knew that he had been sealed off in an underground bunkerat the end of WWII, during a battle with Captain America. It was hisforces that had moved on Doc and all of us, led by Monk's son, and hisdaughter. I didn't know who was behind the mask yet, but it surenarrowed down the suspects. Only a few of Doc's enemies had the sheerevil to become "The Red Skull."Cecily laughed at our shock, and said, "Surprise! I hope you enjoy it,because a bigger one is coming." The Red Skull,. It surprised me that Oliver found so many guys who could just keep fucking and cumming and fucking and cumming.When the last guy fucking my cunt finally came, three guys picked me up and rolled me on my stomach. One guy slid under me and pushed inside my dripping, cummy cunt while another guy shoved his cock down my throat, and the last guy forced his fat cock into my tight asshole. With a cock in my mouth, no one heard me scream in pain as the invader starting fucking before I was.