I undid my belt and the button of my jeans and pulled down the zipper as I looked at Diana, and feeling helpless, I closed my eyes and took another de...ep breath. I had to remind myself that I’d made it through 36 months in the Sand Box. I could do this. I pulled my jeans down to my knees. Then, sitting on the bed, I pulled my legs out of them.“Good. Look at me right now.” Now she was commanding me. “Look at my face and my neck and shoulders.”I did, noticing her beauty and grace.“OK, now look at. "A bukkake? What the fuck was a bukkake was all I could think about. Miss Vicki saw the confusion on my face and again was in my ear."Yes, sweetie - this is something you'll grow very accustomed to. You see, all of these men are going to gather around you in groups of six, at which time you'll open your mouth as wide as you can - and you WILL open your mouth and you WILL keep it open, or else - while they all masturbate inches from your face. Then, either one by one or possibly all at the same. It was cold and snowy outside, I replied “Okay”. It was snowing badly, no power, we left outside one of the corridors and headed through the freezing snow towards my house. I opened the front door and we ran straight inside and felt the very warmth of the house. Jackson ran up to my bedroom and switched on the xbox. I walked into the kitchen to grab a drink and saw a note on the bench saying “Problems at one of our offices in Europe, emergency business trip, be back on monday next week, be. So I laid there waiting and nothing, I opened my eyes to see what was wrong, the asshole was putting his little cock back into his jeans, and he then left.”“What the hell do you want me to do about it? So you had to finger fuck yourself that’s it? It’s not my fault so don’t blame it on me, you stupid slut.”I had decided that I am going to get even with him since Brock introduced me to Steve, and for calling me a stupid slut.That night I sneak from my room into Brock’s room. He is asleep, I.