If we say the word too loud, the shock will be a fatal one, so please don’t push your luck.”At the mention of the words “captivity” and “fat...l,” Cindy knew that she should step lightly and do everything she was told until she could find a safe way to escape. In the meantime, she was extremely grateful to be able to use the bathroom. After her morning oblations (she found a toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, soap, shampoo, conditioner, disposable razor, hairbrush, comb, bathrobe, and. Going ... on? she wondered, as her thoughts slowed and finally stopped. The next to go were her memories, tumbling away like leaves from the bed of a pickup on the highway. Her mouth hung open as she continued to stare helplessly into the beams. Her will was overwritten with obedience, the place where her memories and personality had been replaced with sexual programming. She was a toy. Her purpose was to be played with by her owner. Any game her owner wanted her to play, she must be prepared. He kissed my sweetly on my lips, but I was to scared to react. He moved down to my left nipple and gingerly nibbled it, sucking it and flicking it with his tongue. Although I was scared by his forceful attitude, my body betrayed me and gave out a sigh of pleasure. He continued his assault on my nipple, getting fasten and harder and my heart raced with feelings of euphoria and adrenaline. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my nipple, he’d bitten it too hard, I screamed when I saw it was. Mori asked where I was staying and I told her the Hilton. She was worried about getting home and I invited her to use the second room in my suite at the Hilton. She eagerly agreed and she said since it was so close we could dance a little longer. As we danced, the feel and touch actions for both of us increased and we were soon rubbing leg to crotch and really feeling each other up as much as clothing would allow. After one particular slow dance when I put my hands on Mori's firm butt and.