I strained my blurry eyes to try and see my surroundings. I was upright, but didn't feel like I was standing. Finally, my eyesight adjusted. I looked ...up and saw my arms above my head, I had rope wrapped around my wrists and between them was a meathook. I was being hung up off the ground from the ceiling.I looked around the cold grey-tiled room. I saw a bunch of other people in the same prediciment as me. They were all young adults, no one older than 30. Men and women, us all lined up in a row.. .you know so we know what to do when we are older." she announced."Pretend your a guy...what would you do...show me." she instructed sitting upright on the bed.I tugged at her shirt as she nodded with acceptance. I had to kneel to get it over her head, but the prize in the end was worth it.She had on a black bra, which was unheard of in our school. I gasped as I saw her cleavage spilling over her tight bra. "I need to get a new one, its too tight!" she added quickly. I was really into it now.. ' ... makes running away so much safer.' Another shot to help keep it down.'I agree.'The shooting was starting to take my breath away so I just grunted.We carried on shooting them down, and the few guards with bows were doing the same. I guessed that maybe ten had been stopped for now by the time they got into melee range.At which point I noticed a problem with my plan. Neither Jessie or I had a melee weapon.'Err ... Jessie ... you know your plan?' I said nervously.She fired one more shot then. He pulled back for a time and only stroke her shallowly just beyond her pucker, as if he was going to withdraw completely. Oh nooooooo, please more. You want me to fuck you harder and deeper my little puta? Oh please, yes! He slammed her again hard, her stretched bowels feeding on the warmth and impact of animated insistent flesh from within with each forward stroke. He luxuriated on the sensation of a reliably quivering juicy pucker snatching little hard grips on his demanding flesh as he.