I was blurry-eyed when the last photo was cropped and enhanced, but the slideshow I produced was first class. It was hot enough to melt the computer c...ips that would run it.Damned if Janet didn't ring that fucking doorbell at 7:30 sharp. I staggered to the door, forgetting to put on my robe. Her grin nearly blinded me when she saw me in my shorts, my tired and sore pecker sticking out at half-mast with a morning woody."Grab a shower and come on over, sir. I've just put the coffee on. I, uh, saw. It had been a far easier choice to untick the "rape" and "gangbang" options when I had mail-ordered my own kidnapping - I couldn't believe that women actually voluntarily chose to be fucked by complete strangers before letting themselves be dragged off into a new life, although admittedly, my panties had been pretty soaked by the time I had finally pressed "send" on my enslavement application.With the option I had chosen, I had been given rather specific instructions on how to dress.. ‘This is a good sign,’ Dad jollied us, referring to the parking rather than the ablution block, ‘All these truck drivers know the best places to eat.’ We were tired and hungry, fed up after being cooped up in our tin can for over three hours to travel just 30 miles. If Dad had bought us all pushbikes instead of the car, we’d have been halfway there by now. The counter was filled with trays of greasy eggs, bangers, bacon, chips, beans and fried bread but what held our rapt attention was the. He knew he had to take off her shorts and underwear and she wasn’t sure she was ready for that part yet but she knew she didn’t want to be a virgin any longer either. So she let him do what he needed and she was nervous about it all but she let him proceed. “Ohhh uhhh oh ohhh god oh god yeah oh yeah” she uttered as his tongue ran along the sleeves of her pussy. “Oh god, more Robin! Oh fuck, fuck yes oh yes ohhhhhh my fucking god yes oh god that oh that feels soooo good to me” she muttered as he.