oh yes!

Cassie sits there in the dark.

She hears nothing from outside for a long time.

Maybe no one has come at all.

But what if Charlie and Kira have left her alone here now?

After all, she's working here alone for the next two days, and so they wouldn't find her here until after the weekend at the earliest!

Then the door opens and Cassie hears footsteps on the carpeted floor.

She can't tell how many there are. But they are coming towards her. In the dark, she can't tell who's coming either.

Whoever it is is absolutely silent.

Then she feels someone sit down next to her.

Then also on the other side.

The handcuff on her hand is released.

But before Cassie can get up and flatten, a hand is on her shoulder, pushing her down.

Then she notices a person above her, putting Kate's legs on the armrest. Shortly after, she feels a hand playing with her from each side.

Then first little, but then more and more light comes on.

Next to Cassie sit 2 men who are strangers to her.

One about 70, with already gray hair and thin, the other 40, fat, with black hair and beard.

Startled, she looks at them both.

"Listen, it's not what it looks like." She tries to explain while also trying to gather her legs back together. But the two men hold her legs and continue to grope Cassie with their other hand.

"So you swallow?" asks the fat one, glancing at Cassie's lip.

"No! This is all a bad joke by two classmates that went way too far." Says Cassie angrily.

That's when she hears Charlie's voice behind her.

"You're the one who wanted all those tattoos so your body would say what you don't dare! Now don't talk yourself out of it again, when there are already volunteers. Afterwards you regret it again and blame me why I wasn't stricter with you!" Says Charlie sternly, but understandingly.

"Besides," and she addresses the gentlemen. "After all, she sat here voluntarily and waited. Whenever things get serious, she turns cowardly. That's why I ask her, don't listen to what her mouth says, read what her body wants!"

With these words, Cassie got another closer look.

"No! That's not true! I don't want that!" Says Cassie with fear in her voice.

The fat man and the old man nod at each other.

Then the old man slaps her across the face.

"What are you doing?" Cassie asks, now holding her aching cheek.

"Your neck says. [Slap me if I disobey] and I did!" Says he.

"No! You don't understand!" Begins Cassie, at which point the fat one stands up, slaps her face again, and pulls her up by her hair until she is standing.

Cassie screams in pain, but with his free hand he strokes a tattoo on her back and says.

"So you're into pain and humiliation? You can sure have that from us!" Then he nods to the old man. The latter also stands up and pulls Cassie back down by her nipple piercings. But the fat man doesn't let go at the top, so Cassie suffers great pain. Then they both let go and Cassie falls to the floor.

"Will you stop lying to us and especially to yourself?" The old man asks.

Cassie looks up and nods fearfully.

"Now lick my shoes!" He shouts.

Cassie tremblingly crawls forward to the old man's leather shoes and sticks her tongue out at them.

While doing so, the fat man plays with her pussy rings and also pulls on them, which makes Cassie moan slightly.

When she has licked over the shoes a few times and the old man thinks his shoes are clean enough now, he pulls his feet away and says crossly.

"That's enough!" Then he turns to the fat one and says

"It's so tight in here!" Then he looks ahead and walks into real canvas.

"Come on whore, we're going roof front!" Says the fat one and pulls her up by the hair until she stands. Screaming in pain, he pulls her by the hair to the front of the canvas, where there is clearly more room than wipe the sit. There he drops her and Cassie goes down.

"Please! Let me!" Begs Cassie. That's when the fat one slaps her again.

"Open my pants, take out my cock and suck it!" He commands. Not wanting to get slapped again, Cassie now does as she is told.

This is the first time she has had a cock in her mouth.

She had sex once before, but that was in a camp and it was nothing special. She never saw the boy again after that. But such things as she experiences here, she has not even read in stories.

"You can't even give a good blow job!" Says the fat guy disappointedly, takes Cassie's head and takes over the pace himself.

Very quickly he moves her head and far too rarely he gives her a breather.

But then comes, he suddenly slows down and Cassie doesn't know why.

Then suddenly juice shoots into her mouth. But the fat guy doesn't let go of her mouth so she can spit it out.

Only when he is done, he pulls out his cock and says menacingly.

"Open your mouth, but keep it all in!" Cassie, now breathing as fast as she can with the liquid in her mouth to get her breath back, finally opens her mouth and looks up at the fat guy. Then he spits in her mouth and says.

"Let's see if you really swallow! Rinse nicely and then swallow!" As he does so, he bends down and has her hair in his hand again and looks deep into her eyes to see if she really rinses her mouth with his cum/spit mixture first before swallowing it.

Cassie does as she is asked and swallows afterwards.

Then the door opens again and more people come in.