By morning I realized I was stuck here for the duration of winter. It was now snowing, and the road would be utterly impassable until at least March, ...ossibly even April. My Mustang was put up on blocks near the tavern, and as far as I know it is still sitting there today. The sleeping arrangements were simple. There were a lot of summer cabins in the area for folks who came up for the excellent hunting and fishing, and most of these were now empty, and would remain so throughout the winter. I. I was shocked to say the least. I had not thought of Rachel as having any lesbian tendencies. Boy was I surprised.Rachel instructed Elizabeth to go down on me and Elizabeth didn’t hesitate.Oh wow! What a unique experience this was turning out to be.As Elizabeth orally pleasured me, Rachel did the same to her stripper friend. I couldn’t hold back and shot my load straight down Elizabeth’s throat. She didn’t miss a drop and made sure everything I had to offer was completely swallowed up.. It was Karl, the zamboni driver at the rink. Welcome to your new life, he chuckled, Here are some rules. No screaming or I will kill you. No running away or I will kill you. You are to remain in this room for the rest of your life, and do exactly what I say with no complaints. Understand? Dasha didnt look at him. I asked you if you understood. Answer me! Karl screamed. Dasha nodded. Say yes sir, Karl hissed. Yes sir, Dasha whispered. Good girl. Karl stood up. Are you hungry? he asked her.. As the Sun went down the three other inhabitants of the apartment returned. They too were victims of the O.S.P. It was hard enough finding it out but I was able to discover that the three women I was to share this cramped living space with all used to be important men. There was the Minister of Agriculture in India, Tonmay the businessman with whom I had thought I was meeting. Now he was a saucy plump little thing who it seemed was well on his way to giving into the situation while the last.