"She felt a lump in her stomach. What kind of favor did they want?"We want you to suck our cocks."Both of their jaws dropped. "You're kidding!" they s...id together. They turned and looked at Bianca, to see if she'd overrule the request.The brunette trainer looked serious. "When you agreed to a favor, it could have been anything. What they are asking is fairly benign, compared to what they could have you do."Roberta cringed. "So, you're saying we've got to do it?"She nodded. "Get down on your. "We can have a Kyle party." I'll have to check," I said. "Friday night?" They leave Saturday morning, so like anytime after eight. They won't be home until Sunday evening." Okay," I said.I didn't really have any guy friends, so what was I going to tell my parents? I didn't consider it a problem that I only hung out with girls until now. Who would have thought it was an issue? I couldn't just tell my parents I was going to spend the night at the house of the girl I went on a date with last. "You will not speak until you are begging me tig. No questions. No screaming. No tantrums like that crap you just pulled. I only want to hear begging."I shuddered, unsure of what I would be begging for. I was imagining pain and and was starting to get scared again.Slick knelt on the bed behind me and pulled my hips up so that I was resting on my knees, they were spread. He slid the hard plastic vibrator against my still wet cunt. I closed my eyes and squirmed a little before he took it. The best part was the shag rug in the rest of the apartment continued into the closet.Anne bent down and rubbed her hand across the carpet. "Looks soft enough – I'll get a sheet and we should be OK. But there's no way to lock it, you know," she said.I winked knowingly. "You get the sheet – I have an idea," I said.A few minutes later Anne returned with a sheet and two pillows, and me with a butter knife from the small kitchen in the suite."What's that for?" Anne asked, gesturing at the knife."I.