I felt the familiar course hemp rope tightly binding my crossed wrists, thenmy upper arms were tied and the two were linked tightening all the ropes a...dforcing my crossed wrists well up my back. I felt strong fingers invading my arse leaving me in no doubt about why Iwas being captured. I was then hauled to my feet and made to face my captors,they laughed at my helplessness as I shook in my bonds. My feet were then kicked apart and one of them tightly tied my balls and attacheda leash before. I intentionally replied that I was thinking about her, she was impressed by my answer then she said “y don’t u come here at my home, i’ll b having fun while chatting n doing lots of other things u want”, I was astonished at her invitation coz before that she had never asked me such pvt gupshup. I was thinking how to reply her when she again said “r u scared? Don’t worry there is nobody at my home so what do u say”, I was trying to find the intention behind her emphasis then I realized that. “David,” she breathed.“Yes, love?”“It was horrible, there were four of them. They,” she broke off and began sobbing.All I could do was gather her in my arms and cuddle her to me.Eventually she calmed down.“Sorry,” she said, “for a moment there I felt I was back in that room in Munich and they were.”She broke off again.“Cal, if you can remember anything about that, it’s important, you need to tell me,” I said, “then maybe we can finally end your nightmare.”“I’ll try,” she muttered, “but I don’t. These women were clearly hoping to get me into bed. What is more I realised that I now hoped that they would succeed and that I would not be bothered by it. I wanted to become a tart like the rest of them. I think they had waited too long but kept my mouth shut.The injection was carried out by a nurse who the lab employed on occasions and was it turned out a recipient of an earlier version. Grace was yet another one of the local tarts. I did wonder just how many experiments had been carried out.