If she asks about the time, you tell her it was because they let you out late." I thanked Hans for everything, and went in the back kitchen door to sa...y hello to Gerta."Kenny, it's good to see you. Maybe now she comes down for dinner. She's been in her room since Tuesday. She won't eat, and she doesn't even drink the coffee I bring her." Did something happen? Why is she in her room?" No, it just happens sometimes. It has nothing to do with anything that happens. You need to try to get her to eat. She was left there for a minute or two, before she felt herself get lifted up, and placed back on the floor. She felt her arms being guided into some things that felt sort of like sleeves, though they seemed to be made out of rubber too. Her legs were then moved and placed into some sort of bag it felt like, binding them tightly together from the ankle down. She felt material then being pulled over the rest of her body. "The sleeping bag" she suddenly thought, that's what I'm being put into. As. ." just relax bitch, you gonna get fucked too! " She knew it...she braced her mind for the inevitable. From this point on as she was sucking the pimp her mind was focused on what was going on behind her....she felt her dress get lifted up over her ass, she felt the guy rubbing her ass and thighs and for the first time she realized that she was actually getting turned on. She had role played with me and her steady boyfriend but never thought it could actually ever happen in real life.....but. She is what I wanted, and I wanted her to have some fun too. I know everyone likes money, and likes to party, so I decided to pull her head back, and make her do a line off my rock-hard cock, to get things going. She obliged, and took a hit, then licked the rest up and went back to sucking me. She began to deep-throat me harder and harder. I forced myself down her throat a few more times, hearing her gag, and watched the saliva run down her chin onto her chest. Getting so turned on by.