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I’ll tell my Master to go ahead and send the video and take whatever legal and professional consequences were coming to me. I did deserve some kind of punishment for what I had done. Still, I felt sick and nearly vomited as I parked my car in an empty parking lot. I gathered up the rope and got up into a freezing drizzle. I had only five minutes to make my way to the gazebo and prepare myself. It was dark with little light other than the moon, but the path was a wooden walkway so I didn’t need much light to follow. As I neared the gazebo, I slowed and almost turned around. There wouldn’t be anyone there, I told myself. My Master just wanted to humiliate me by forcing me to throw my clothes in the water and drive home naked. He couldn’t be so cruel as to set me up to be raped twice in the same week. Trying to find comfort in that, I entered the dark gazebo which protected me from the rain. Still, it was fifty degrees indian out, and I was freezing. I dropped the ropes at my feet. When I took my shirt and bra off, my nipples stood out from my bare tits like large pebbles. I finished stripping, threw my clothes in the lake, and bent over the railing with my legs spread wide. No one will come I told myself again. That happy thought lasted less than a minute before I heard the crunch of approaching footsteps. I glanced back and saw the light of the flashlight coming along the path. I almost ran, but there were only a couple of sets of footsteps, no more than two I figured. Being raped by Jamil and James again would be awful, but I could take it if it meant leaving my amateur life intact. Their flashlights blinded me so I couldn’t see them clearly, but I recognized Jamil’s voice. “The fucking whore is here, just like the Pinkman promised.” “As so is her sweet tight ass.” James was with him. When I remembered the pain of James’s huge cock violating my ass, I straightened up and again considered running. Jamil shoved me back down over the railing and smacked my ass hard. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, you whore? Who said you could move?” “Please,” I said. “Please, we can work this out. I can pay you if you leave me along and just tell my Master you used me.” “What would be the fun of that?” James answered, picking up one of the ropes at my feet. He grabbed my left leg and began tying it to the railing. “I’ve been dreaming of taking your tight ass again ever since I rammed my cock into your rear fuck hole.” “Sweet memory,” Jamil agree, as he picked up another rope. Before he began to tie, he yanked my legs further apart so until it felt like he was going to rip me in too. “Oh, god, please don’t. My legs don’t stretch that far. Please, please, let me go, and I’ll pay you a thousand dollars.” I didn’t know where I’d get a $1000 without my husband finding out about it, but I’d find a way. There I stood, for the first time ever amateur in my life, Looking over the group of my emails, I see one from Tina. “I finally got chosen!” she shouted, such joy in her eyes. Slowly, I opened the door, and there she was. Your boy really put it to them. I went on to try to make indian her understand. To be truthful she was on the verge of collapse both mentally and physically. She was breathing hard and her nostrils flared from the effort of sucking the spunk out of my slowly wilting prick. "Ok.", I replied while grinning. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips again, then again with more persistent. "Well I'll be damned," Julie said as she examined the bottle. “No! Please, already knew!.” Brianna wailed, shielding her face with her hands from his raining slaps. The man on her right rolled her other nipple with his fingers. Somewhere in my mind I had made a decision. The pleasure.