They weren’t going anywhere, so they would quickly develop infinite patience and guile. I could never let my guard down, not even for a minute. Appa...ently Stockholm Syndrome works both ways; the guard develops sympathy for the prisoner. That’s kinda dangerous. This girl might not want to chop my head off with a fucking humungous sword like the Iraqi insurgents did, but she could accidentally do me a whole lot of damage. I just had to ensure I never gave her the opportunity.I was glad that. Jenny just stared at me and then began speaking "If you don't want toend up back in the hospital you better get down there and entertain yourmother!" The laugh I gave out did nothing to calm her down so I wentover and gave her a quick kiss and I was able to get a smile out of herbefore she yelled at me again. I went and let mom in and we went intothe great room where I had the coffee already set out for her and pouredher a cup before I took a seat. Mom instead walked over to the bigwindow. Cindy couldn't wait to go to the rest room when I got in that day, she hadso much to talk about that she thought she'd burst if she didn't get itall out. She said she so happy that Rick and I hit it off so well andthought that we made a great couple. She wanted to know what we talkedabout when he walked me to my door, did we make plans for another date,did he kiss me?I smiled as I remembered what a lovely time I had that night, Rick hadbeen so sweet and such a great guy that he made me feel. ”“Yes master, sorry master.” She licked my cock cleaning her own vomit off of it making her gag and almost throw up again.I looked down at her and even though she was covered in sick I admired her, her makeup had run from her tears leaving black streaks down her face and there was a mixture of vomit and drool on her chin, breasts, stomach, and legs.I pulled my cock away from her and looked around the room again and I saw a drainage hole in the floor and a tap in the corner.“Stay there,” I.