He got her first...he tied her up to a special frame that forced her body into a painful doggy style position and fucked her violently, going to great... lengths to make her remember how horrible her first sex had been. The frame was studded with metal spikes that almost broke her skin, but left her beautiful skin preserved and in agony. Each of the dozens of men there took turns fucking her from the pussy, ass, and mouth... her body aching from the horrible position and the extremely tight. I said sure, and she asked if beer was OK. I said sure and she said follow me please as she turned. I was fascinated by her beauty and the way her cute little ass wiggled as she walked. We entered a large room near to the back of the house that was very warm. Johnson walked over and shook my hand, greeting me. I shook his hand noticing that I was the only one with clothes on. Johnson's' dick wasn't very visible as he turned, but I remember feeling it inside Katrina. The room was a dungeon. I then guided her out the kitchen & through the closest door. It led us into her parents’ bedroom. It was lit by the dim twilight filtering in through the windows. There was a large double bed right in the middle. I had a quick impression of a rather untidy room with clothes strewn all over the bed. As soon as I released her, Swati collapsed on the bed. Her pallu slid to one side and revealed her bare her breasts rising & falling rapidly. I reached inside her sari and felt my way up to her. "Well, sweetheart I have to do taking care of you and working my job. That really leaves me little time for a social life." But don't you get lonely for a woman?" she asked innocently."Sometimes but then I remember your mother and can't imagine myself being with any one else."Cindy smiled and turned back to watching TV. I figured she had finished asking questions for the night. What she had done wasn't so unusual. At least twice a week she would ask me something very much in same line. Boy was.