After a few minutes of silence, Gina tore me away from the dirty thoughts I was having about fucking her."Where are we going?" Gina asked in a small v...oice."To my office to talk. I'm not sure you belong in the prison." I replied, trying to look and sound as professional as possible. "I really don't think I do, I mean I don't know why my best friend Sally would file a bitch report and get me thrown in prison, I swear I didn't do anything. I was framed." Tears swelled up in Gina's eyes,. But no one came. Instead, he was pulled into the cubicle, rolled over and faced with a horrific sight – the man was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he was staring directly up into the face of a clown.“Don’t you want my cock, Mase? I know I want that tight fucking hole!”Mason was yanked again, though he was losing feeling and starting to black out. All he could see was that awful clown face. White all over - orange tufts of hair, and clear red lines running from above his eyes right down to each. Since the two houses were less than two territories apart, his tube car was only in motion for eleven seconds on the journey.Davdan received a message as they were eating supper in her living room, and watching an action movie about a criminally insane killer who was stalking the residents of a moon base, and the detectives who pursued him.Tira paused the movie when she saw from Davdan's happy expression that the message was a significant one."Aha! As I fully expected, I am in the Tournament of. ” “So do it, then.” he said. “That doesn't explain why you're in my room. By the way, you still have a little of my stuff on your chin.” “I do?” She got a guilty look on her face and hurriedly wiped it off with her hand. “Lick it off your fingers, Tiana.” he said, commandingly. She looked at him, startled, but then she obediently put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean. “You did it...” he said wonderingly. “You really did it...” “You told me to, Master.” she said. “Sex slaves.