For a start, she has a fantastic physique so on one level, she was extremely well treated. On another level, there is the research work. She seems to ...ave been made to use her mind. It doesn't sound like the sort of thing you would normally expect from a kidnap gang?" No, it does not. It would be more understandable if she had been working on something which was very commercially sensitive. Computer software or something."Or something ... and at Corinne's words a 'something' starts to wriggle. “Keithnnn” she said “Lets fuck off together; I know you were leaving in three weeks because John your mate told me so, even if you didn’t know how much I love you at the time, I’ve lived for this day, and in my wildest dreams I never thought it would be so fantastic, when I was young people used to say one day Mr right will come one day and you will know right from the start, well my Mr right came many years ago and until today I never thought I could ever feel so overjoyed, let’s go today.” I. Yes, it hurt like a son of a bitch. After that, though, he began to use lubrication on my poop chute and to take his time. I got used to it and began to like it. With a little self-help, I would cum when he did, though the bastard never did try to get me off while he was doing me. I began to enjoy the feeling of his cum oozing out of me when he pulled out.When I was about fourteen, he started to pimp me out. I loved every minute of it, but understood and obeyed Frank's — and Mom's -. We booked out bus tickets (neither of us drove) and after over nine hours on various roads, some good and some horrible, and on a couple of buses, modern and barely holding together, we arrived at our destination.The place was beautiful. Quiet, clear air, nothing but green and blue sky. We were staying in at a place which was made up of several self-contained cabins a few hundred yards apart from each other. Each cabin had a bedroom, a small kitchen, a living/dining area, and large porch.