"I hope they're all like that," Alana whispered.

"I think I do to," Theresa replied.

The three turned a corner down another hall lined with doors before stopping at a pair of doors at the end. Marcella knocked on the door, a distinct rhythm to satisfy whoever was behind the doors.

There was a moment of silence before Theresa heard footsteps approach. They sounded heavy and slow. Within moments, the doors burst open and a stream of smoke rushed out past the three women.

Theresa coughed as the heavy scent of cannabis slammed into her. It was as if whoever was in the room was burning a stack of the powerfully scented plant. Even Alana covered her chin with her forearm.

"No, you must soak it in, let in your breath," Marcella said.

Theresa glanced over at Alana to see her put her forearm down. Alana looked back at Theresa and nodded. The two took a deep breath, breathing in the thick smoke into their lungs.

Theresa closed her eyes as she began to feel woozy. The powerful cannabis was making its way through her system. Alana seemed to feel the same as she rocked back and forth slightly.

"There, isn't that good?" Marcella asked, her voice sounding slightly warped.

A group of black men emerged from the smoke, completely naked. Theresa's eyes danced from one ebony skinned man to another. They were all extremely well built and looked as they were marble statues that had come to life.

The only major difference between marble statues and these black men were their more than impressive members swinging between their legs. Theresa's jaw dropped as she watched them make their way towards her.

"I will come back at our prearranged time," Marcella said as she waved at the two.

The black beast-like men surrounded the two women and lifted them into the air. Theresa felt weightless as two men grabbed her by the upper back and under her armpits while another two lifted her up by her legs. Alana was in the same position, laughing as they were carried into the smoke filled room.

Theresa heard the doors shut behind them and the room was soon engulfed in complete darkness. Her heart raced in a mixture of excitement, fear and suspense as the black men continued to carry her in the darkness. She could hear Alana giggling, her voice echoing in the room.

The men stopped, keeping Theresa in the air. She felt a rush of win brush past, followed by the heavy scent of cannabis again. It was as if they had opened a window somewhere, though there was no light shining into the room to show where the wind was coming from or escaping to.

Theresa gasped as she felt hands slowly rub her body and pull at her clothes. Her heels were off first, followed by her silk socks, and then on to her dress. They pulled it up to her waist, past her tummy, over her supple breasts and finally over her head.

She flinched each time a finger would gently, just barely, pass by her sensitive nipples. Theresa squirmed as she felt something warm touch her toes and slide between them. A moan escaped her lips as she realized it was one of the black men licking her toes.

Alana was most likely in the same position, moaning in the darkness near her. Theresa was amazed by how intensified her feelings were. She wasn't sure if it was the darkness or if it was the cannabis but it was taking her to a whole new level of pleasure.

A pair of hands gripped onto her ass cheeks and massaged them, occasionally spreading them to allow a finger to slide between them. She gasped as a finger grazed by the lips of her sex. A chill ran up her spine as they slowly lowered her onto something soft below.

She was sure she was in some sort of bed, but the linens she was laying atop of were extremely soft and smooth, like silk from the Orient. Theresa couldn't help but move her hips, enjoying the feeling of the cloth against her sensitive bare skin. She squirmed and moaned as she felt the black men lean in and lick every inch of her body.