He held me tighter, looking into my eyes. “Hey,” he kept saying, but I was breathing hard. “Just you,” I said in a tiny voice. “Us three,”...he answered. “Breathe,” he then said to me. But I was more panting and gasping. He took me into his arms again. He was staring into my eyes, our faces very close. “Breathe slower!” I tried. “Just relax,” he said again. “Do you want to resolve this debt or not?” I looked up at him finally. I closed my eyes and nodded. He started kissing me again. Then he. What is it? he asked, stepping closer. The kitchen was far from large and most of the space was taken up by a small dining table so a little closer meant he was almost breathing down my neck Stew, I said, keeping my answers short Smells good, but you know, I have had a long hard day at work, he crooned, I knew where this was going so it was no surprise when his hands cupped my arse through my skirt I could use a little pick me up before dinner, understand slut? his hand slipped up under the. .. a girl?" Kinda, yeah. Its ... complicated." I think you better come with me."I shrugged, and kept my hands up as I stepped over the broken glass ofthe door, and out onto the street.A couple of blocks walking later, I found myself looking at a what Ithink was once a sorority house. My captor had me kneel down while sheknocked on the door in some kind of code, and soon another woman hadopened the door and I was ushered in.There seemed to be about fiveteen to twenty women inside, of varyingages. ' He took his pointer and index finger and dipped them inside her panties and began to rub. 'Mo, i think you getting wet...' She nodded. 'Yeah, i think you are... Have you squirted before Mo, huh?' He began to rub harder and faster as his breathing got short matching hers. 'N-nooo, i havent.' Mo answered. 'No you havent who? 'No i havent uncle grandpa Leon. 'Sit down and keep rubbing.'Uncle Grandpa got up to get a new toy he purchased, for extreme disciplinary tactics uses. In this case and.