I went to her special draw and got out her new rabbit toy. I put it on to vibrate and as she lay face down on the bed, I gentle massaged her buttocks ...ith it. She parted her thighs and lifted her bottom off the bed so that I could massage her pussy through her tight shorts. She was leaving a very impressive damp patch and making a gorgeous camal toe in them. My cock was rock hard, again. I pulled her shorts off and held them up to my face and sniffed the gusset. It was a fantastic combination. "And so my training began, and I meekly did my best so that I would notbe sent back to the horrors of the hole. If they were training me totake on somebody else's identity, then they were going to let me out ofwherever I was being held to take that identity on. And then would bethe time to escape or expose what had been done to me.First I was taught how to put on and remove make-up. With my earlyefforts I looked like a clown but gradually I got better at it until itmade me look good. It was. "I had to smile at the clumsy way in which they tried to comply. Amy was unable to find a place to put Valerie's sticky underwear without attempting to sniff at the fragrance and Valerie couldn't really hold on to her cutlery. After a short period of trying their very best. I called the waiter over to ask for the bill.The young lad, in his smart uniform, was quite agog at the two honeys that were squirming next to me. I even made Valerie, much to her embarrassment, 'accidentally' show him her. One to each bed poster at the lower end of the bed. Spread out like a meal or dish for someone. A blanket was placed on top of her but she felt nude underneath it. Even her bra had been removed and she almost missed the tightness around her back. What on earth had happened? And why had they kidnapped her? It was not like she had discovered anything vital or did some spying for another country. This had to be a mix-up. But where were they? Had they just tied her up and left her? Or were they.