So they kept Sheila’s work computer and gave us a nanny, but they threw us a bone. Sergeant Johnson was probably neither a Sergeant nor a Johnson, b...t he had a car. He took us to our room, which was likely for mid level VIPs. We were not allowed to touch our bags while they were in transit, but they were left with us when the door closed. I was not sure what to make of that. It made no difference, because I wanted food and a shower. Showering with Sheila can be a lot of fun, but this was. Her face was blank of all emotion when her father and mother greeted her at their house. Their faces were reflections of utter horror as they saw the remains of her clothing. They stood there, mouths wide open. ‘Wha’ wha’? What happened to you? In the name of all that is good and holy what happened to you my daughter?!’ Her father yelled the instant she was on their steps. ‘I-I…’ She broke off remembering the soldier’s words. ‘Tell anyone what I did here and I’ll slit your throat, and the. I didn't have to wait long before I could feel something hard and cold push its way past my fingers into my pussy and out again. Then I felt his hands under my knees as he lifted my legs up, pushing them out to the side and opening my hips wide. The next thing I was aware of, was hands on my wrists and cuffs being put on. The material was soft and comforting against my skin, but then my arms were pulled together and hoisted high above my head where they stayed, anchored to what, I had no idea.. I went upstairs, it was a bit dark but I could see ok. There appeared to be lots of passageways and cubicle like rooms, an old guy grabbed my ass and quickly walked away. I found myself in a corner room, it had padded benches around two walls and a TV screen on the wall in the corner, it was playing gay porn, guys in sailor suits sucking each other. I decided to sit and watch for a bit,then I heard a noise on the other side of the wall next to me then a cock appeared from a hole in the wall. Of.