While the third one was assaulting my face, I felt someone sliding his finger up and down my ass crack through the back hole. Three of the four voices...gathered back there and started taking bets on how many fingers they could push up into my bottom. I lost focus and gagged on the cock in my mouth, coughing and sputtering for a few minutes until I got the rhythm back. The man fucking me didn't even slow down. When I was quiet again, I felt someone's wet finger pressing against my bung. My. One day while I was at work, I called my secretary to come to my office, when she was in I asked her to set and listen to what I say and give me a clear answer to my questions.I said to her “what I will talk about has nothing to do with our work, it is personal, are you ready to hear it?” She said “I am your secretary, I can not refuse your orders, I am listening”. I thanked her and added “what do you say about anal sex?”She was surprised from my question, she kept silent for seconds then she. M. on a Wednesday and I was in serious need of relief from the three cups of coffee I had with breakfast. I finally got my convention badge and was headed through the exhibit hall to the old bathrooms on the opposite side of the building. Not many people headed used these and once in a while you could find someone cruising in there. I was in luck! I stepped up to the urinal next to a thick and stocky mature Hispanic man in uniform. I knew he wasn’t a cop but I also knew this wasn’t a. The first thing the men had done was force the three of them to strip to the skin. Beth and the girls expected to be raped then. However, to their surprise, they were blindfolded and put in a large van. The van took them to what seemed to be a farm in the hills. There the mother and daughters were pushed into the compound. Then the gate was closed tight behind them. Several of the posts holding the fence up had small video cameras on them. The cameras covered the compound with double overlap so.