"Marcella, is my calendar clear for the longweekend?"There was a brief pause, then Marcella replied, "You need to perform amandatory ID update later t...his evening, and your friend Kirk has lefttwo messages today."I groaned. Most people had an ID chip these days. It not only served asa synapse backup, an extra copy of your consciousness so to speak, butit also served as digital personal identification and allowed you toplug into fully immersive VR experiences and other such. "What's taking so long Art?' Louie whispered."How the fuck should I know! Maybe the deal's a bust. Fuck I don't know! If something don't happen soon I'm fucking lighting up." Art whispered back with frustration while rolling an unlit smoke between his fingers.Just then the well-known sound of an automobile broke the silence in the large room as it pulled into the warehouse. The sounds of car doors opening, then closing again were heard, then Tony's voice. "Yo. Any trouble getting here?"A new. I screamed out in pain and saw a flash of light as I felt like my pussy was being torn apart as Butch’s cock continued to slowly slide deeper inside me. Tears ran down my cheeks from the pain, but Tom ignored this and said “there we’ve taken care of that problem, now Brandy fuck Butch”. I was breathing really hard and still had my hands on Butch’s cock; I realized as much pain as I was in that I had to try to relax so the pain would not be as intense. I was helpless tied up so I obeyed Tom’s. In my mind it was just Alec, the asshole who annoyed the hell out of me. When he got there, i had to wash the dishes since i had forgotten from my eventful evening earlier. He was up in the playroom and when i came up he was laying on the couch watching basketball. I had gone to sit next to him but he made me lie down with him.It was so weird and than suddenly we were making out. I was freaking out, i never thought he would do this with me. Alec is pretty good looking, he is spanish and asian.