"You still living in your flat?" she asked."Yeah," I replied, "no point in moving." So lets go there now," she said and hurriedly got up.The place was...spotless, nothing to do in the evening except to clean and polish the place."It looks the same," she said looking about."Done the kitchen up last year," I said."Fuck this," she said, "lets go to bed."She had one of those wide bodies; the type your mother used to say was good for childbirth. Wide hips and wide shoulders but hardly an ounce of fat. "Hmm," the man debated with himself, sniffing his finger, "Italiano. Puta."The auctioneer said something in Arabic which Rubina did not understand and the bidders laughed. Then the auctioning of this untrainable slave started, and the bidding was desultory, to say the least. Eventually, after much pleading the auctioneer swore and his hammer came down. She was unhooked from the hanging position and her feet were released from the floor hasp, though she was left handcuffed and shackled.Rubina. "Do you have a girlfriend, John?" I asked hoping to hear a stern "No" "No" John said, I lit up inside. "What about you?" most people didn't know that I was gay, I only told my family. "Nope, single and ready to mingle." We both giggled. "Can I ask you something really weird, John?" "Sure you can." "Do you ever think about... doing it with a guy? Ya know, just out of curiosity."I like up inside, my eyes had widened, I couldn't believe we were having this conversation. Could. Mr. Mesa had the nurse come around and check on me. Now the blouse was almost completely open down the front and she stopped even with my chest and leaned up to feel my arms, effectively dangling her bra straining breasts just inches from my face!!! Then the procedure began. They fed this huge black rubber scope into my ass for foot after foot and I kept feeling fuller and fuller. Occassionally one of their hands would brush the underside of my balls and hands would rest on my ass or feed.