Morgan's Gang Bang Ch. 03

The assault lasted for what seemed like forever. She cried out that she was cumming; it was fake. That old cunt was too dried up and just wanted to put on a show. She rolled off and stood up. What a hag, she was definitely on drugs judging from the marks on her arms. Matt pulled her away and told her to get dressed, giving her a roll of money. She never looked me in the eye and left. The guys around the bed were still jerking off, finally cumming on my face and tits. I lay motionless while Sam untied me and left the room. I curled up and started to cry.

I dressed and entered the living room; Sam was the only one there. He smiled and said, "Get some rest this week; I'm putting together a senior citizens party, and you're the entertainment; and you better not disappoint me." I started shaking. And whispered.

"What in god's name are you talking about?"

Sam smiled. "I'm putting your ass to work for me. Now get over here."

I walked on wooden legs, standing in front of him. He pulled out a camera and told me to lift my skirt.

"Now, a big smile," I forced a phony smile to satisfy him.

"Now turn around and bend over. Show me your ass. I need photos to show clients."

I bent over, keeping my knees straight; Sam came behind me and pulled my panties up the crack of my ass,

"There, that's better, You've got a great butt, and we're going to make some money."

He tenderly rubbed my sore butt for a minute, then said I could leave. I drove home thinking about the power Sam had over me. and what was next?