I wasn't even hard anymore, yet I seemed to be on a constant edge of cumming. Precum continued to leak out of the tip of my cock in a long, continuous..., thick stream. If being "Gay" and being fucked always felt like this than I was all in! "Cum in me, baby" I said, my own words surprising me. "Ah, fuck, baby, yeah" Jon said as his grip on my hips became harder and the tone of his voice became harsher. "Fill me with your cum" I cried. I could feel the full thickness of Jons manhood pound deep. “Ouch, that hurts,” I cried out. “Well, shoplifters have to pay for their crime, Dear,” he said. “And we can’t have you crying out or the neighbors might hear”. Unexpectedly, I felt something being shoved into my mouth and being strapped behind my head. I realized that I had been gagged. I shook my head and tried to push the gag out of my mouth. Fear shot through me for the first time as it finally hit me that I was totally helpless and in the total control of this man. “How did I let this. I follow him into the kitchen and observe him set his glass on the table and before he can do anything more i slide into his meat suit and grab the wheel turning him into the fridge and staring intently at the contents, I slide back into autopilot letting him have himself back slightly confused but now wondering about a drink, when you take control of the living for a side of life while waiting for a fast ride into the great beyond you learn to read face and body gestures, once I feel like hes. " Hey, I didn't hear our new recruit arrive," came a voice from the hallway. "Come on in... Laura, isn't it?"The girl nodded, her eyes showing fear, already subservient to her blackmailer."Laura this is Rhonda, one of my other... girls."The two looked at each other, trying not to reveal the nature of their shortened conversation."Now, Laura, you want to keep that little secret of yours from reaching your father. I, on the other hand, want a tight piece of pussy. I think we can accommodate each.