Her head moved forward, her tongue coming out to lick her lips and make them moist. She planted a soft gentle uncertain kiss on the shaft, her hand ho...lding it firmly in her grasp as her kisses moved from the shriveled ball sack all the way to the thick head that capped the long prick, each kiss planted with more ease. It had to be at least eight inches or more. It jerked and shuddered each time her lips touched it, the final kiss under the thick rim. Accustomed to the touch of the hot flesh on. I tried to have fun, as I sat sipping my drink, but just couldn't shake my mood. Suddenly, the man who had smiled at me, asked if I would like to go to a quieter place to talk, as the music was so loud. The twinkle in his eyes made me say yes, but my heart was screaming no.As we walked through the house, we came to a long hallway that was lined on both sides with doors. we came to the second door, and he turned the handle and we walked in. Fear gripped me as i saw the four poster bed, and the. Bright lights blaring in my eyes as I wake up, I try to move but my hands and feet are tied but I'm in a wooden chair this time completely naked. I realise I'm in a little box room but its padded and there are no windows, I hear footsteps coming down stairs and then suddenly the door slams open with ferocious power and I can't help but scream the top of my lungs. A dark husky voice travels from across the room "screaming isn't going to work you little whore, nobody will hear you" I start to. Steve’s manager Brenda was working the bar and was in the middle of mixing two shakes for a couple of meatheads. Brenda was 30 beautiful, smart and outgoing. She had beautiful skin, long tight curly hair she always kept in a pony tail. She was a little thick but had great curves, an ass like JLo, small waist, perky B tits. I think she was half Bolivian, I could never remember. She knew about Steve and me and I had become pretty damn good friends with her, she was my little gossip buddy. Brenda.