I would always turn up the volume when Sandra and I were in the car alone, and the song came up on the radio. 'I love her so much. What did I do? I sh...uld have said a firm no. I should have fought for her. She is at their mercy now.’“Great song,” Stefan said.His words brought me back to reality. I needed the interruption from my thoughts. The anxiety was too strong.“Yes, I like it a lot. Sandra and I tend to turn up the volume every time it comes up on the radio."Stefan was silent. I guess he. As my eyes got used to the semi-darkness I realised that I was lying in the middle of a very large room. It looked a little like a storage hall of some sort.The women came towards me. They had taken off their masks and now I could see them properly. The all wore long gowns of black leather. As they came closer I saw that one was blonde, one had obviously dyed her hair the darkest of black and the 3rd had flaming red hair.Then the black-haired woman spoke.>> Name? I’m not telling you! Well, it. And by queen b, I meant Lucy, my older sister. I didn’t have anything against her. Not like I had against Rosemary. But, I wasn’t either in good terms with her. I knew that I could trust her to help me, if something bad happened, but she probably would brush me off if it wasn’t serious. And the last thing I needed was to ask help from her and getting berated for it that I was being a pussy for cowering in front of this small a problem. Trust me, for her family-drama was located at the lowest. I was every guy's fantasy schoolgirl, especially with my very large chest, which I found out was also real! The two women swooned over how 'cute' I looked with the outfit, make-up and hair. They undid my binding and then Kathi handed me a black backpack purse and the other lady handed me a brown lunch bag. I took them both and Kathi ushered me out the door.Kathi walked me about four blocks through the busy city streets until we came to a little house that was the storefront of a 'Live Model'.