The next 2 days were pretty similar i dressed like a slut blew off about 8 guys got fuxxed in the arse and pussy both evenings fed all the cum to john... then on the last day i was dressed in red see thru bikini i noticed that there was a lot more people around black guys and white couples and it felt like i was getting stared at more than ever i didnt care personally then all of a sudden i was hoisted in the air by 4 muscled black guys and carried off legs wide open onto the stage where they have. He had the warmest hands I've ever felt. We kissed for what seemed like hours, our tongues were meshed together in and out of each others mouths. He kept his hands away from my breasts and sweet spot which turned me on even more because he was being a gentleman about it. Meanwhile I was running my fingers and nails all over his body while resisting the urge to reach down and find out just how aroused he was. We still had our clothes on at this point and I asked him if he wanted to take. “Sure give me time for brekky and I come straight around. I going to get a cappuccino, would you like one?” replied Helena. Standing in her normal bed cloths of nothing.“Yes please, see you before 10am.” Ben replied.Helena dressed in a plain white bikini and a plain cream summer dress. Grabbing some fruit for breakfast left the unit and proceeded to the coffee shop. Collecting two large cappuccino’s, she walked to Ben’s office. Ben was not looking happy but accepted the coffee with thanks.Ben. So I did in fear of the gun. Then I felt something cold and hard against my asshole. Then it pushed inside a little. I was trembling in fear. He said: Do you feel that I said: yes, it hurts. He said: It doesnt hurt as much now as it will when I pull the trigger if you dont do exactly as I say. So shakily I replied: OK, I will, I will! Next the man with the gun blindfolded me, walked me back into the first room, and sat me down naked in a cold metal chair. Then he tied my hands behind the chair.