Not who you were expecting...

As you swing your fist slightly harder this time you didnt expect the door to open. Before you can stop yourself it hits into the big belly of the person that opens the door.

You profusely apologise before stepping back to give yourself some space and take a look at the chuckling tall old man in front of you. Dressed in an old but clean wifebeater and comfy jogging bottoms the old man very obviously looks you up and down checking you out. He really is big both in height and weight you can't help but feel nervous silently staring at him. Finally he breaks the silence.

"So you're the wimpy white boy Denise mentioned might come over? You don't know what you've got yourself into do you?"

A creepy grin covers his face as he invites you inside.

"Listen Denise has rules for guys like you who visit. I'm only gonna say them once so listen or she'll get me to beat you silly and chuck you out on your ass like all the rest."

You gulp at this, what the hell have you got yourself into here?

"The basketball's on so listen up so I can get back to my shit you horny little cock ****. Strip down naked here there's a bag for your clothes and inside theres a little something for you to put on. When you're done crawl to the front room where we'll be. Speak only when you're spoken to, she's had a long day on her feet and expects you to get to work straight away."

With that said he pushes past you and into a door down the hallway, you hear him tell someone he likes the look of you before the door slams shut leaving you in the dark hallway of a strangers apartment.

You quickly strip down and find the bag, you didn't think you could feel more weak and emasculated. At least you didn't until you looked inside to see what waited you.