“Doctor Rheem,” Penny interrupted, “let me cut this short. Are you asking me if I want to go with one or more of your clients who will keep me prisoner, f**k me and torture me as they chose for a period of time, for which I will be paid?”
“Why yes. Exactly. Well put, my dear,” Rheem said, smiling brightly, as though he was visualizing Penny, tightly bound with straps and chains, sitting on his lap with his d**k all the way up her cunt. “Allow me to give you a typical example and to show you the actual situation.”
Rheem opened a large laptop computer on the counter top next to where they sat and pressed a few keys, revealing a nude young woman who two men were struggling to place in a leather upholstered seat in what looked like a medium-sized private jet. The woman was gagged and her han
