While they cuddled in the warm afterglow, Bryan suggested, "It's timeto put our slave to work."He picked up my feet and laid me on the bed with my hea... hanging overthe edge. He then guided Pat until she straddled my face."Make the little slut lick you clean."He undid my gag. Pat pulled my face to her crotch and ordered, "Lick mebitch!"I had never tasted another man's come, very rarely my own. Now I waspowerless to prevent doing so. I licked and slurped at her steaminglips until she had another. ’ Yes, yes she did but she did not want to think about that. ‘Ok now that we have that out of the way can we just go back to being normal?’ When Sam had called she still had no clue how she was going to handle this conversation but once she started talking to him she had realized that there was no way she was going to risk the only real friendship she had ever had. Yeah, she had other friends and she had Maggie who was her best girlfriend, but nothing came close to Blake. ‘What?’ Blake sounded. I laughed out him and shook me head, “wine?!” he looked at me defensively “yes I like my wine.” I took a few sips and started to look him up and down again and we did some more small talk. It was around 1am already and he asked if I wanted to stay over. “Sure, but where will I sleep?” I asked. “Hmm…you can sleep on the couch if you want…” I looked at him and noticed he wasn’t looking at me again. “I don’t really like sleeping on couches, kinda uncomfortable.” He looked back at me, and I can see. ’ ‘Good, now consider this,’ Sam gestured at Grey, ‘This was DONE to him by people. He was tortured, deliberately and methodically tortured for what had to be at least hours.’ Miranda began to feel something in her rise up within her gorge, bitter and painful. ‘Okay,’ she whispered. ‘And it’s our fault,’ Sam finished, ‘This was done to him, deliberately, because he stepped in and saved us, a pair of complete strangers,’ she brushed a lock of hair from Grey’s face, ‘and because of that, there is.