"I dare you to text the three of them and tell them exactly that. Tell them that they need to keep their chores done so they can fuck you, or shut you... up with their cocks and cunt and find a better use for your mouth then being a bitch to them. And in the morning they will either use you like the nazi fuck pig you are, or you will laugh it off as being drunk but always wanting them to fuck you with their cocks, fingers, fists, tongues, and to lick their cocks and cunt like a whore in heat."She. They took turns doing this several times. I saw them take several pictures and videos of me but I was too drunk, too horny, and too fucked to say anything.They continued to comment while roughing me up. “She’s a nice slut.” “She doesn’t complain, just takes it like a good lil bitch.” “Ima be fucking her for a long time.” “Nice little fuck toy we got here.” “Perfect hood hoe.”One of them brought a camera to my face as I was being fucked from behind and started to “interview” me. He asked, “You. He listened to the Mayor talking to Susan about how the homeless should get jobs and stop being a burden on the city and the state. He wished the reporter would ask him tough questions and put him on the spot but nothing happened.Then Something Happened... ~~~~~~~~~The world went away and Jerry passed out. When he awoke, he could hear anguish and confusion like he had never heard it before. He lay on the ground trying to get his bearings. His body felt very strange. It was almost. “Mr. B.,” she panted, “can you help me? I’m so close to cumming. Do you have a vibrator?”“What? In my garage?”“Yeah, well I thought you might. You’ve got those Playboy centerfolds on the wall, I thought this is where you had sex.”“But men don’t use vibrators that much, it’s mostly women.”“But you use electric tools, don’t you. Don’t they vibrate?”Oh my god! She was right! My little hand held sander! It vibrated like hell. I picked it up and gave it to her. She grabbed it with one hand, lifted.