Then he fitted the leather hood over my face, pulling the straps at the back tight until it was snugly covering my head. When everything was in place,...he removed one of the clothes pins. I let out a yell into the gag from the sudden pain. Almost no sound came out, but Kevin could tell that I was in pain.“Remember, you asked me to put those on. So don’t blame me for that.” After the pain had subsided, he removed the other one. Again I let out a yell into the gag. Finally the pain started. One of the captors, in fact, was displaying a large plastic trash bag, indicating that my clothes were to be placed within."You can turn the other way, Jake," said Manny, his voice actually containing a hint of levity. "That way, the girls won't see your junk. Anyway, it's dark – oooof..." He groaned as he received another blow from the rifle end.This Manny character, I thought to myself, has a mouthy quality that's dangerous in a situation like this. As for the demand that I disrobe ... well,. I started fantasizing about Andre, could he be as big as those men in the magazine? Were the things I read about their stamina true. I was obsessed and my mind drifted to thoughts I could no longer control. I started dressing a little more provocatively, shorter tighter skirts, heels, a little more cleavage. Everyday Andre would come around or I would see him in the hallways by the canteen and eventually he struck up a conversation. I was so nervous I was trembling and I couldn't hide it. It. Maybe I'll let you playwith yourself, but that will be very rare. Probably a few times a yearat the most. I want you to be completely devoted to MY wants and needs. From what I've read on-line, the less you get to cum, the more you'llbecome addicted to serving me. It's sort of like having your brainrewired. Imagine that. You'll actually look forward to me going out ondates and coming home with a mess between my legs for you to slurp up. Ithink that's funny... and exciting. I'll be.