..I heard the pleasant crunching of tires on gravel as we pulled into a starkly lit parking lot. Up ahead a low gray building spread out snaking throu...gh bushes and trees. The idea "secret compound" came to mind. Trixie opened up the glove compartment and pulled out a pair of handcuffs."Put these on bitch," she said in a fierce and quiet tone.When I shook my head no she slapped me in the face. It stung. I didn't move. She slapped me hard three more in rapid succession. On the backhand her ring. I mean...oh fuck...you're..." "Humiliating you? Yes, I know. That's part of the fun! We all had a good laugh when I told them how small your dick is and how you can't satisfy your wife. So no need to keep pretending you're a man, they all know what a little bitch you are, and they definitely know who runs things around here." "This isn't what I had in mind when I agreed to this." "Then why is your cock so hard? Why do you want to cum so bad right now? Just swallow your pride and admit what. Jones was the one to teach her. Finally, when she found herself on her knees in front of him, her head buzzing from the wine, she smiled at him prettily and licked the tip of his thick stick. He smiled a horny devious smile and told her to get to work. She did a great job considering her inexperience but Mr. Jones was very happy to physically encourage her to take more and more and more by placing his strong hand on the back of her head and push it down over and over again, telling her what a. Her heart raced when her phone chirped, as if she were about to be caught and scolded. She checked her notifications and bit her lip when she was the Fantasia app on her notifications. Opening the app, she saw a message from her partner telling her to move to the back of the car.She hesitated a moment before glancing back, where she saw a man in a hoodie. His head was down, presumably focused on his phone, so she couldn't see his face. She took a final, anxious glance at the men around her.