"Toni watched saucer-eyed as her uncle retraced his steps, going back to the sliding door and closing it, then bolting it on the inside! A new tightne...s constricted her belly, and her wide green eyes followed his broad back until he was facing her again. He was still half-grinning when he set about making himself another drink from the bar in the corner, near the potted palms.Once again, Toni felt the icing of her bloodstream. "What do you mean, Uncle Milt? You... you mean..." She couldn't. “I don't care who you were. There is no point threatening me, you are not my first, you will not be my last and I will not get caught. From now on, you are mine. You are my toy. My whore. My slave. You have no name except for the ones I give you. You will please me. You will entertain me. Disobedience will not be tolerated, and the consequences will be harsh. Nod if you understand.”He knew from experience that they couldn't always speak and giving them the opportunity to use their mouths. As the world around us came into focus, we started hearing voices, as if some people were talking. The more the voices became clear the more we started to realize that there was more than just one spectator.All of a sudden we heard a chorus of clapping and cheers from a small crowd of onlookers. I lifted my head away from my wife and looked around. There was not one guy, not even two guys. No, there were about 12 or more middle age to elderly men all dressed in fishing garb, standing around. I realise what had woken me was a sound from the bedroom door, looking over to the door I saw two girls, about 14 and 16, both were looking intently at the scene in front of them.I could not say anything to them as my mouth was gagged and all I could say was a muffled grunt.How did I get here? I remember the bar, the good looking, blonde haired temptress and the question 'How about quitting the joint, and having fun?' Why not? Nothing was happening here, and she looked like a pretty piece of.