The man I was sucking now grabbed my hair and began to fuck my mouth hard, "Take my cock you fuckin' white shit" I heard him say, "Suck on it" slappin...g my cheek as I took his cock deep into my mouth and down my throat a bit. Pulling me off after a few minutes, he slapped my face hard several times, "This fuckin' cunt needs a black cock in her fuckin' cunt" he told the other man. While he did so I managed to look over towards Jaz and I could see her hands tied together and her arms strung over. And to be honest I watched most of them.Now everything spun wildly out of control 2 nights ago when he offered me a drink.I had a stressful day at work so I gladly accepted. He handed me a glass of whiskey. As I say in my chair sipping on my drink I started to feel groggy. The last thing I remembered was placing the empty glass down on the side table.I came to in my bed. As I woke up I noticed that something was in my mouth. I tried to pull it out but my hands where cuffed to the bed. I looked. I always look to find one in the back near the isle, but they were taken, so i went down to the second row and found one next to the isle. The movie was of a really old woman having sex with a young man. As I watched the movie someone tried to sit next to me, so i looked back and saw the ideal seat that i was used to, so i got up and sat down in the seat near the entrance door. After what seemed like a minute a young gay looking guy sat next to me and started to touch my thigh, i looked at him. "I was an orphan, abandoned in a snow bank in Reno, Nevada, when I was a baby. An old man found me and took me in." She laughed softly. "Nowadays, he'd be required to turn me over to Child Protective Services or feel the wrath of that bureaucracy land on him with both feet." I understand. Vince, the eleven-year-old boy living with us, is a foster child. Nora, Darla and I had to jump through hoops to talk the government into letting us give the boy a home and our tender mercy. None of us are.