”The hydraulic door swished open, and Rupert rushed inside, eyes darting from side to side as he searched for assailants. The lobby was deserted, so... he ran to the lift, hammering at the call button until it arrived. Running inside, he pressed the button for the fourth floor, then leaned against the wall, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he tried to regain his breath.When the elevator chimed, he rushed into the corridor, making a beeline for his apartment. He fumbled with his maglock. And this time the three of us were already naked and in bed. My wife finally succumbed to all of the peer pressure and started undressing. I think it was a little embarrassing for her with the rest of us just lying there in bed watching. With all of us finally in the bed, we chatted a little and then our friends started kissing, fondling each other and generally playing around. So I followed suit. My wife was still nervous, but was warming up to what was happening.Soon our friends were in the. “So did you fuck her? Was she good?” I kept wondering why do I do these things to myself as he smiled at me.“Yeah, baby,” he gave me this smarmy smile. “Brotha gotta help out the po' white girl in need, doncha know?” I had to look away from him to hide my hurt pout and get my trembling lower lip under control. “She's a great piece of ass,” he continued, and whether he knew it or not, just twisting the knife in my gut. “And she takes it in the ass, too. Bitch loves it,” he teased, now realizing. "Please m***** me, my big titties are exist for you to play with master, and my cunt exists for you to violate and use" Amber offered.Mr. Stokes pulled towards the a bench with a glass prism from the math department on it and Amber's stomach churned with dread.Amber could already tell what they had planned for her. "Please master, I've been a bad little whore and I need to be punished, may I sit on the prism" Amber requested, almost choking on the hated words.Mr. Stoked nodded his approval so.