May 12, 2018
Walking up to the caged in slave, Garrett looked it over and eyeing up all he could to evaluate it. “Not bad...” he muttered to Maverick.
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Walking up to the caged in slave, Garrett looked it over and eyeing up all he could to evaluate it. “Not bad...” he muttered to Maverick.
“Easy, take it easy,” Garrett told the other boy, gently bringing his shirt up his back. “If you don’t relax yourself it’ll only hurt more.”
“Dude, what the--mph!!” Andrew grunted, trying to push out of his one roommate’s arms. They had surprised him in an attack while he was sleeping and had easily cuffed his wrists behind his back, but he saw who the culprits were before they had blindfolded him. He strained against the arms, screaming into the tape.
“Hold still,” he told the girl as the customers began to feel her up, others circling to take a look and laugh. Maverick told them, “she’s new to our ranks so she might be a little resistant.”
As Rachelle raised the girl’s dress, she grinned, “look at this beautiful ass. All shaved too! Such a naughty slut.”
Beverly screamed against the gag, struggling as she tried to break through the bonds, trying to kick or get up so someone could see that she was there.
Garrett walked towards the jail cell and grinned at the naked, bound girl. “Brandon really got his hands on you, sweetheart.” He grinned looking her over and teased. “What on earth did you get caught for for him to get so frisky. Judging by those shoes it was a night out.”