"Glad you think so, usually we initiate younger girls that start workinghere by making them do something humiliating, but we've never had a boybefore"... A man you mean" he snapped back"Haha, not for long" laughed a larger womanAnd before he could wonder what she meant by that, 6 women tackled him tothe ground stripping him naked."Hey take it easy ladies, there's plenty of me to go around" laughingagain at his own joke."Well first you have to prove you can fit in to our group" Sure, whatever" he. It was becoming obvious that the later was influenced by the former. What I couldn’t understand though was how Marcia left the U.S. for Vietnam as an untouched virgin, was brutally raped and came back a nymphomaniac.She told of being terrorized then purposely addicted to opium in conjunction with the repeated sexual abuse which made the horror seem like an “eerie kind of dream. My exposure to drugs was like that of most of my peers—nonexistent. The only negative thing we knew about drugs at the. He bent over top of me, still in my mouth, and bound my hands in the cuffs.He ordered me to stand, and gave each of my breasts a rough slap. I could now feel moisture starting to drip down my inner thigh from my pussy, and wondered if Chris was going to fuck me. I didn't have much time to think it over before he cruelly grabbed both nipples and squeezed, pulling them out away from my body. I gasped, and he twisted them around his fingers, kissing me at the same time, pushing his tongue into my. Then a few seconds of silence, then some sounds on the front porch below. Steps, for sure, Lydia, at last. Thank heaven. I surely didn't know what would happen next but I was definitely ready for anything other than lying there alone.The sound of the doorbell struck me like a shot. Damn, it wasn't Lydia. Then who was it? Delivery person? Neighbor? I didn't care. "Go away," I thought. There were no voices, so it must have been only one person. The bell rang again. "Go away," I whispered.Then.