Librarian s TrainingChapter 8
A door closed. Gillian stirred, lifting her head. It was pitch dark and she had no idea where she was. She was kneeling; tied face-down over a soft round pillow. She wriggled and thought she was on a bed. Then she heard them. "Which end do you want?" a boy asked. "I want her cunt." Gillian shivered and lay quiet. "Okay, fuck, you got it; I want that mouth." Suddenly their hands were all over her, and Gillian gave a shriek of horror, pulling against the bonds that held her, but...