"Thank you." She said.But then she became quite agitated and started crying."Where am I?"She felt panicky now and just wanted to jump off of the bed a...d run but her legs wouldn't move. She felt so confused. "Who are you?" She implored."Lie down. You're going to hurt yourself," he said. "How is the pain?" My head and my neck hurt so much," she moaned, "and my legs... something's wrong with my legs! I have no feeling in them!" She cried out staring at this stranger.He pulled the covers down and. Thankfully, it was one I quickly learned to suppress. It was in silence that I fingered myself, slowly increasing the speed with each new penetration. I expected my captor to begin stroking his cock through the fabric of his tailor-made pants, but he just sat there and stared at me, emotionless as ever. I had no idea how a man could be this cold and unfeeling, but I preferred this to an overzealous man who couldnt keep his hands to himself. I kept going until something unexpected happened. I. But at the moment, she was hungry and watched impatiently as Aaron fumbled around the kitchen, trying to fix something to eat. " How about this?" he asked uncertainly, offering Betsy a sandwich. " O.K." She said, reluctantly accepting the giant sandwich, knowing that she couldn't eat it all, but certainly willing to try. God she felt tiny, especially next to Aaron. And she could tell that he was having a hard time of it too, though he was definitely trying not to show it. Atleast, Betsy. Telling me to stay still, she started to move. Her hips swaying forward and then back, scraping my cock head as she rose against her g spot. Each time she moved I now was aware of the butt plug, its bulbous shape causing new surfaces against which to stroke my cock. The added sensation was pure ecstasy, and from Jenny’s laboured breathing and the heat of lust I could see in her eyes, she was feeling much the same. I reached down and behind her, and twisted the butt plug round and round, adding.