Lick it. Do it for me."Dennis just put his head back and looked at the ceiling, groaning. "No homo." Again, chuckles, softer this time.Bryan put the l...ngth in his mouth, tasting seminal fluid. Stephanie was mesmerized. She stood up and pulled off her panties and skirt. She sat back on the coffee table, her bare ass on the hard wood.. She rubbed her pussy as she enjoyed the show.Bryan didn't know if he should be disgusted or thankful. He was somewhere in between.This went on for a few minutes,. "Tell me, or I'll make you fucking bleed." I begged them," she whispered, her voice harsh with shame and fear. "I begged them." What did you beg them for, slut?" Their cum," she whispered. "I begged them to cum in my mouth." You begged? What kind of slut begs for a man to fuck her mouth?" I teased. She lowered her head, refusing to answer, but a pair of savage slaps made her arch her back in pain and frustration. "What kind of slut?" I demanded."A dirty little fucking slut," she hissed. "I. " Well, I have one prospect," she said, her elbows - and her breasts - on the table. "I was sort of waiting until I learned the rules."Ned snorted, and Toni, who was sitting opposite me, opened up. "We don't have rules, Sylvia, but if you've got questions, you need to speak up."Sylvia took a long draw on her beer, shrugged. She looked at me, then back at Toni. "I notice some of you girls are pretty chummy. What's that mean as far as I'm concerned?"Toni glanced at me. "Sylvia, not a thing. Some. Unfortunately my victory was short lived.'Give me dat rope.' With new doubts suddenly gnawing at me, I watched the guy to my right pick the rope up off the ground and hand it over.'Arms in front whitey.'I resisted, instead putting my arms to my side, close in to my body. When I felt the point of the knife on my cheek, I froze.'C-c-can I cut him?''Your call whitey.'A drop of blood slipped down my cheek. I was scared to move.'Ok. Ok. Just move the knife.'The big guy nodded, and I felt the knife.