.." It took a second or two for me to realize that he was more frightened than I was. In a flash it came to me that he was not a burglar and had no we...pons. What burglar breaks into houses naked? This stranger must have been living in my house on the top floor. It was him I had heard moving around every night."What! What are you doing in my house?" I hissed. "Sorry, sorry, ... sorry!" he said in a quivering whisper. The fear in his voice was clear and I switched from defensive to offensive. “When I call you a dirty little slut you say, yes I am sir, you understand?” It had gone on like that for hours it felt like. He demeaned me and called me so many names. I was a whore. A dirty worthless fuck toy. A cock sucking cum disposal whilst he slapped and tugged at my tender breasts and fingered my sensitive clit like he didn’t care how much it hurt. I had been trussed up with ropes and restraints like a little pig. He even spat on me. And now I was here on my knees waiting for his next. "The three of them stood looking at me. Suddenly I felt a terrible pain in my stomach. It was like a fire had been lit there and it began to spread. The man smiled at me as my face contorted in anguish."I see you can feel the pain. Now listen very carefully, I will not explain again"The man, who I was later to be told was Dr Knowles, told me that I had just been injected with a special d**g and that it was this that was causing my agony. The d**g was special because it would stay in my blood. Working with little brother, the twink, that must really be quite the experience! Did you ever ... you know ... try him out?” Vanessa asked them now, “I mean, come on, I’m a Latina myself ... I know how it is, what it’s like to be one of us ... feisty, sultry, full of passions, like lust, love, jealousy, anger, hunger ... as well as guilt, of course. You wanted so badly to try out that dick of his, didn’t you?”“Yes, it was part of why I took him in when Mom and Dad kicked him out for being gay..