I thought that I could still tell them who my father was and that they would leave me alone. That was when my world truly fell apart!They showed me pi...tures of my father's and mother's heads that had been cut off. I fainted! When I regained consciousness I was naked except for a chastity belt (much less comfortable than the one I wear now by choice) I was also locked in a cage about the size of a large dog carrier.A nasty looking and smelling woman was in the room where I was locked up. She. "Gawd, could this get any worse," I thought at the time.That thought was a bit premature. It got much worse as soon as sheshowed me to my room. The walls were covered in a pastel floral-patterned wallpaper and the floor in a beige pile carpet. The furniture,a delicate white enamel with gold pen stripping. The twin bed had abright pink satin quilted comforter, sheets and pillow cases were whitewith small floral decoration. The room had a distinct smell of flowerscoming from those scented. Like the cabby before me, I bid her farewell as I took over her life. It seemed unfair but life was unfair. Someone had stolen my life and now it was my turn. "Have a nice evening, Miss!" I said... ... and suddenly I was waiting in front of the restaurant as my fiance paid the cabby. I insisted he give the driver a hundred dollar tip despite his complaints that the tip was too big and the cab was too smelly. I turned away from the stunned look on the driver's all too familiar old face. I was. She had the most delectable little bumhole imaginable, and I couldnt resist the urge to kiss it. Nor could I resist the urge to rim that lovely little anus, while slipping a couple of fingers into her pussy at the same time. When I did that, she let out a little, low groan, of pure pleasure, and that just encouraged me to go a little further. I put my mouth to that tight ring and started to probe it with my tongue. After a couple of minutes, I reached into the drawer in the bedside cabinet, for.