He let me in and asked me to have a seat on the sofa. I did as he said and he sat down on a chair across from me. He confessed that he had always noticed me and wanted me to comply with his wishes. He said that he thought I was a very sexy stud and he always fantasized about throwing me in the sack and have his way with me. I told him that I didn't do that kind of thing and for him to make this kind of advance was not right. He then told me that he had me in between a rock and a hard place and if I didn't comply with his wishes, he would go right to the boss and tell him that I was the father of Meg's child. I sat there for a few moments and finally told Hank that I would do as he asked but only this once. What else could I do? My job was in jeopardy.

Hank then informed me he had a friend in another room. He would be part of this evening’s event. With that, he called out, "James, come on in here."

From a door, a big man came out. I thought he looked like a giant. He was at least 6 ft 4 inches tall with a weight lifter type build. He came over to the sofa, and extended his hand. I shook it and he said, " Look at you, I'm sure glad these arrangements were made." I still was not sure what he was talking about.

Hank asked me if I wanted a drink. What was this, a social affair? I wondered. I told him that I didn't want anything but he insisted that I have something to relax myself. I told him, "OK, Scotch and water." He exited the room and left James in there with me. His eyes were giving me the once over and I really felt ill at ease. I could have sworn he was licking his lips like he were about to have a main course dinner.

Hank returned with a couple of drinks, handed me one and said, "Down the hatch."

I took one sip; it was straight Scotch no ice. He told me I should drink up because it would make things easier for me. I still didn't know what he meant but I soon found out. I had taken a couple of gulps and Hank stood up and pointed to a door. He told me to go into that room and remove all my clothing. I got up and headed toward the door. He and James said something to each other in kind of a murmur. I opened the door and could see a four-poster bed. I went into the room, took off my clothes, and put them on a chair. Within just a few minutes, the door opened and there stood Hank and James both standing in the nude.

James came toward me and told me to lie down on the bed, face up. I did and the next thing I knew, Hank tied each of my wrists to a bedpost and my ankles to the bedposts at the foot. I lay there fully naked, tied down like someone that was going to get tortured. Next, James lit