"Whats goin on here" the officer askedShe pointed at me and said "That perv is trying to rape me take him away". I denied the situation of course; one...thing I've learned about jail; it isn't fun.Unfortunately the next thing I discovered was that my boarding pass nearly matched hers; we sat sidebyside. Great work, Sherlock.The first part of the ride was a bit uncomftorable with her staring at me like she was cursing me to die. But then I dont know what the hell she was doing I think. I moan to the feeling of being abused and vulnerable. My hands pressed against the wall to help me push back into the large invader in my no longer tight hole. Master loosens his grip on my throat allowing me to breathe, then grips tight again. We continue in this position for twenty minutes. "Fuck I'm going to cum again, slut!" Anthony says to me as his pace quickens. "You are going to be full of my cum for days!" Don't cum in his ass again," Zosia tells Anthony. "Put him on his knees and cum. The black-painted basement was made of concrete with all kinds of small corridors and rooms. There were several sex furniture items in some of the rooms, and in a somewhat larger room, 3 slings were lined up. It was busy with half-naked men who groped us horny as we walked past. It smelled like piss, weed, leather and sperm. It was pretty exciting. We watched a group of fucking men. They gestured us to join them, but we walked back upstairs.From there we walked into the manor house. And looked. She took the opportunity to slap my protruding ass and I yelped in surprise."Watch your broken arm, Eve!" I yelled as a diversion, and I ran off to our room and dove onto the bed. Eve was a half-step behind me, and she landed square on my back. She may have been a few years younger, but she was taller and a bit bigger than I was, and she was able to hold me down, despite her broken arm."What are you going to do to me?" I shrieked playfully."Anything I want, hah!" she threatened. I pretended.