He squeezes my balls and I try to scream, maybe I do scream, but it is unheard in this black airless jail.“I could pop them, here in this tight wrap...ping, shall I pop them?”Confusion fills me for a moment, trying to remember the rule on answering direct questions. He tightens his grip and the pain crawls up into my belly, gloats there. I shake my head, half in negation and half in panic at the bursting pain in my deflated lungs. He lies there behind me, pushing tightly against me with his hand. I'll tell about sometimes when you return, you don't have any clothes on."He did not really believe she would resort to blackmail. "You don't know much about what I do at night or what I am wearing when I come and go. Besides Mom already knows I go out then sometimes." Just as the only covered for decency's sake older brother turned to close the bathroom door from the little girl, she shot him one of those irresistable looks of earnestness on her little face. "Stuie?" What now,. She leaned forward with her hands on the coffee table. She was grinding her ass along his cock and adjusting to the music. I saw her reach under with one hand and start playing with this balls. So...hot. When Melissa looked down, I took the opportunity to grab her tank top and pull it off. Her sweet tits were bouncing with her lap dance. Song change... "Drop it like its hot" Melissa stood and as she did, some precum dribbled out of Hasan's cock. She turned toward him and looked at me over her. Only Jack, who had gone for the supplies hadn’t fucked me at least once.“Hey Terry, I got you this.” And she handed him several different colors of sharpie pens.“Great idea, Thanks Becca.” And with that he began to get creative and he and Tommy began to write every nasty thing they could think of on my body. People shouted out their ideas and some of their masterpieces included: “Cum Whore, Slut, Nasty Cunt, Fuck Hole, Shit Hole, Bitch, Fat Ass, Fuck Meat” and arrows showing whoever where my.