I slid my arms around her narrow waist and leaned forward to kiss her lips, but she turned her head to her get cheeks kissed. I slowly started kissing...her cheeks.My soft kisses turned into a strong kiss, while my arms crushed her waist with my hands cupping her butt cheek. I went down to her neck which was one of her hot spots. She reciprocated by tightening her grip in my back and moaning harder. To shut her down I pressed my lips over hers and then started to suck it.Since she used to lock. What girl wouldn’t? He was big and handsome, like one of Dad’s paintings. At first, I was so happy he liked me. I mean, he could have any girl on that block, but he chose me. Little old me. That entire summer, we went almost everywhere together. Mom and Dad thought he was watching me. And, they thought he was the best thing for putting up with me. Huh. Well, you know what happened. After that, I tried to gain weight, but he liked me bigger. I tried hiding, but that didn’t work, either. You see,. ‘You want this. You know you do,’ she said. ‘You think about it often. And so do I.’ My hands kneaded her soft, firm breasts as I kissed her lips. Soon, I pumped it in very deep. The alarm went off at the normal time. I awoke and reached under the sheets for Hazel but she was gone. All I found was the sticky wet spot. I got up and readied for work. At the door I heard no sound but the creaking building. I was nonplussed as I removed the chain. Once into the hallway I heard the chain slide away. Almost everything I did was under their intense scrutiny. It had taken me some time to get used to being naked and exposed 24 hours a day, but slowly I resigned myself to knowing that I be always be nude for the next full year. What’s much harder to reconcile is the abject humiliation, embarrassment, and shame of being kept a prisoner, especially a prisoner to truly sexually deviant women with absolutely no control of even my basic body functions. In addition to this, came the routine sexual.