Her name was Eugenia Lopez. She had been a teacher before the Day. She told us that all the women had been abused and even the men had suffered. They ...ad been intentionally degraded and humiliated with the intent, she thought, to break them mentally and physically. For some, it had worked. The two men and one woman had to be told to do even the most basic things."I gazed over the group and realized that they were all in their forties or older. Eugenia was, it seemed, the most educated. The. I felt his hard-on poking into me. He was speaking to himself under his breath trying to remember Your instructions. I wanted to be back over Your knee. I wanted to be in your arms. I wanted to be kneeling before you with my mouth on Your beautiful cock. I felt betrayed and sorrowful. I knew I had messed up, but this seemed too extreme. I cried even though it didn't hurt and Marc stopped and began apologizing to me. I heard you come back and tug me up one last time. You walked me to the corner.. Ooh, yes, you are. Don't deny it.”Was I?It felt incredible. My body drank in her fingers' caresses. Only Keisha had ever touched me like this. I whimpered, my cheeks burning. I had a futa-lover. I shouldn't be letting Annalee do this, but I couldn't stop her.Her touch felt incredible.I bit my lip, my heart hammering in my chest. My hair danced from side to side as the pleasure rippled through me. My body loved it. It felt incredible, and all the people watching only made this more. I pushed hard trying to take more of him deeper, then I did my kegels massaging his throbbing tool. I know of no fucker who does not greatly appreciate a tight hug from a male hole around his cumming cock.Still, the question was, who was fucking me with Greg’s help?I found out soon after my nephew released my legs and moved his ass out of my face.“Good morning, Mr. Tony!” I heard my rapist’s voice. It was Devaughn, our gardener’s youngest son who happened to be taking care of the neighbor’s.