As Donna slid a finger up inside her, Belinda's right hand found its way between her thighs. Two fingers parted her petals, then a fingertip penetrate... her tight slit. Moaning softly into each other's mouths, the girls finger fucked themselves to a mutually delicious orgasm, then collapsed onto the bed. Donna had never known such bliss. With Susan, she had always sensed a reluctance to give herself fully, as though she could never be convinced lesbian loving was normal. Belinda suffered no such. I had to lift the hatch to my root cellar I'd converted into a tidy hideaway apartment I liked for its total privacy and silence. Lowering a twelve foot aluminum ladder gave me access to carry her down.She tried to scream as I opened the bag and dumped her gently onto the bed, her blindfold and gag were still in place. She hadn't soiled herself yet, so I decided the bathroom should be our next port of call.As I began stripping her she tried to fight me, and I rolled her over and pulled her over. "Have you drank it all, or is there any of that nectar left?" I asked as I walked into the lounge, I was wearing just a short robe over a pair of white panties, the biggest I had (but that wasn't saying much.)He'd changed into a pair of cut off shorts that displayed his muscular thighs and grinned at me as he poured out some more champagne,"Are you ready for your massage?" and gestured to a large bath towel on the floor,"Ooh yes please" I smiled, "But it's my back you know, my nipples are fine". It contained one of two knockout doses that Doc had given me."What's that for?" she asked, eyeing the syringe suspiciously."The person who owns the place where we're going," I replied, "doesn't know if you can be trusted, so he doesn't want you having any clues about how to find the place. This will knock you out for about an hour, but shouldn't leave much in the way of lingering effects. I'm sorry, but that's the only way we can do this."Samantha was still suspicious, but she finally said,.