..oven roasted…coupled...what the fuck…... I reeled in shock. They were going to roast us, shit, what kind of sick fuckers were these people? I m...ght have coped with life as a sex slave, at least it was life. But they were going to cook us. Fucking hell, roast us alive….in an oven. Then they’d eat us, or what? My god, I realised, we were going to die. As I struggled to come to terms with what I’d just heard, my minder grabbed me from behind, holding my arms tightly. He pulled me up from the. "The day after tomorrow," said Luke quietly."The day after tomorrow," repeated the figure. "And her pansy brotherdecided it was a good time to take this most precious garment a womancan have and play dress up. Probably just for your own sordidgratification." The tone of the figure's voice became angry now."It's not like that." Luke closed his eyes, a tear formed as he realisedhis situation. "It's not like that at all. I just love dressing in herthings, I didn't mean to cause any hurt."The. .I started off massaging her head, neck and shoulders just to relax her more..I then asked her to remove her nighty so I could scratch her back which she did…She loved her back getting scratched..I then moved on to her feet…gave her a good foot massage for twenty minutes which she thoroughly enjoyed..by this time she was totally relaxed and enjoying every bit of it so I decided to take the action the the next levelShe walked me into her bedroom where she lied down on her stomach…I grabbed warm. Bob Stevens had heard the same crash and known instantly what had happened. His fear for his little girl was only slightly eased by seeing her standing up."Are you OK?" he yelled over the wind and rain."I think so" she yelled back."You're soaked" he yelled back. He looked around. "There's nothing we can do now" he yelled, and pulled her toward the door. He slammed it shut as they entered the hallway and things got lots more quiet. His room was at the other end of the hall and he pulled her that.