Once the car had passed and moved on to the next level, he moved me further back between the cars until we were next to the front fender. “Spread yo...r feet shoulder length apart. Put your hands on the fender and touch your nipples to the hood. Keep your head up.”I did as instructed. Bending at the waist and lowering my upper torso until my nipples barely touched the cool metal of the car. If we had been on the roof level, the sun beating down on the hood would have made it hot enough to burn. This is crazy. You can’t walk out of here bare assed and walk across the office wrapped up like a Christmas present, your hands cuffed behind your back. Get dressed and go. It’s not like she had ever done any of those things she wrote about. Fantasized, yes. One time a boyfriend had tied her up. Or the time one had tried to put his cock in her ass. She had stopped him, it hurt too much. But she had never really done those things. They were just stories, who knows where they came from. She stood. I knew there was no way out, I was going to have to comply with their orders or they were going to hurt me.. badly. I grabbed the lipstick and started to put some on “Get up bitch and do it in front of the mirror.. do it right slut, we want that pretty mouth of yours looking sweet before you swallow our cocks” ordered the first muscly guy as he grabbed my arms, lifted me off the bed and thrust me into the bathroom.. I stumbled in the heels but grabbed the bench. I began the task of putting on. Then, when I came back, Aunt Hagar would teach me some more of the things that I needed to know. There werent any other female relatives, so that would be the end of my training. Aunt Sarah was in her early fifties but her face looked older than that. We were alone on her little farm and there was a lot of work to keeping it up. I helped all I could and that didnt leave much time for the teaching. Aunt Sarah taught me how to be considerate of a womans feelings and how to make love to her so.