His eyes were closed. He stood there passively as Alicia worked her soapy hands over his smooth skin. Youre out of your mind, Alicia told herself, her...hands working as if possessed. This is your own son, for heavens sake! Hes too old for his mother to give him a bath. And youre not just giving him a bath. Youre getting a sexual thrill out of playing with his naked body. You cant get your eyes off his cock. Control yourself, you evil woman. Control yourself. In answer to these thoughts, there. Not to mention the thousands of unwritten dating ‘rules’ that she could make neither hide nor hair of. Cassie knew that she was not good company for would-be suitors. The few that did come back for a second date were quick to bail out when they realised that she was not easily claimed as a sexual conquest. Only a couple of people knew that twenty-five year old Cassandra Marsh was still a virgin. She had come close to losing it once – four years ago she had been out on a series of dates with a. He knew that his Father would drag him into the fight when he came downstairs. But what happened next surprised him. The voices got closer, his Father’s voice got closer. Suddenly he heard a loud crash, his bedroom door, then another as his bathroom door burst inwards as his Father kicked it in. The sliding glass door of his shower was ripped from its track, and Christopher was yanked from his feet and thrown into the remains of the glass door. "DON’T YOU EVER LOCK THAT MOTHER FUCKING DOOR! I. "We are going to give you a device that will help you cooperate with us. When you tell the truth, you will feel pleasure. If you lie or disobey you will feel discomfort. Do you understand?"Ben, suddenly feeling scared for the first time responded that he did. He was fitted with a collar around his neck, and quickly found out that it was much better to tell the truth than to try to deceive his small captors. The pleasure was strange also. Several times during the day when they felt he had been.