Some kind of perverted Halloween haunted house? Some weird sex game?Regardless, the question was how to get out. Walking over to the doors, I tried in...vain to pry them open with my pocket knife. The doors were made of steel and the walls were made of cinderblock, and it was obvious that no amount of pounding would get me anywhere.||Kneel before me|| the mannequin waited patiently.Tentatively, I stepped over to him, looking more closely. The muscles on his body were not fully rendered giving him. So that first night, when Mason rose from the floor and welcomed us to The Chamber, telling us that we would spend the next year as sex slaves, all the fear inside me vanished. I welcomed it. I knew I would be at home in this place. My birth name is Emmanuella Maria Alves. Mason renamed me Sapphire that first night. Truth be told, I have never felt more at home than with my new name. Now I am bound for East Brunswick, New Jersey. I will be stripped of my name. How am I expected to be Emmanuella. She told me they were all around her age and cougars, every one of them.Suzi. the first of her friends had a magnificent pair of tits with nipples to match. “Sarah speaks highly of you Damian, even though she didn’t fuck you like I am going to do. Anything special I can do for you?”“Ask me again in thirty minutes.”I pride myself on being to last thirty minutes and I love a challenge. After thirty minutes of glorious sex in positions I had never dreamed of I can’t hold out much longer. Every. ” I answered, having learned by now that it is just better to give into Sandra rather than to question her motives. After all like she said no one could see anything when she would be standing up. It was already hot at eleven o'clock. I was surprised it was so late thinking it was only around eight. I must have really been tired to sleep so long and I wasn't hungry but then I never am hungry in the morning since getting a good nights sleep, even though they were filled with strange.