Pushing up my top he kissed my nipples. It was so good. Then he put my hand on his cock in his jeans. It was a little hard, about five inches. Touchin... it made it bigger. He took it out and put my hand on it. He said, do it. “Do what”? He wrapped my fingers around his cock and moved them up and down. He said to keep doing that. He touched my breast some more and then put his hand between my legs. I was feeling so hot there, it was feeling so good I didn't stop him. He pulled me against him so. The man held the little flogger where the teenager could see it. Immediately, Chico seemed to go mad, wrenching at his bonds and babbling a stream of broken Spanish as he craned his head to the side keeping his eyes fixed on the little whip. The man just grinned and put the flogger down and picked up a tube of lube. Andy only realised what the Colonel’s comment meant when the man squeezed some lube onto Chico’s bound cock and closed his left hand round the shaft. There was more crude laughter. I figured this was some sort of ‘rite’ they were doing to me, so I didn't resist. Nancy sat next to me on the bed, as naked as I, feeding me orange slices, apple pieces, strawberries, graypes and the like."Hmmm, now this might be interesting." She said, picking up a banana. I giggled, then laughed at the age-old idea of special uses for a banana. I watched as Nancy peeled it. She looked down at me, playfully. "How far down do you think you can take it?" she asked me."Hmm," I said, giggling too.. I could hear Breaker moving away to take a position that gave him a clear field of fire, and I slithered out of my sleeping bag and over to the hiding spot I’d found the day before.We’d talked at length about what to do when the time came, and now that it was here, I remembered everything I was supposed to do. The night was still. There was very little wind and no animal sounds that I could detect. The silence was our best friend, because those coming after us would have no natural noise to.