You simply have to do as you are told," I said in a soothing voice. "Consider, do you know who I am?" They both shook their heads. "Do you know where ...ou are?" They stared, aware of how little they knew. "Exactly. You pose no danger to me as long as those two things stay true. I have no need to harm you. I will be back." How did you bring us here? Are you asking for a ransom?" the brunette cried out. I laughed. If they only knew it was just their luck. My plan was ready and they happened to be. I needed to make a judgment call on the placement though. Too close to camp would make it hard to notice the absence of the shit smell, because after a couple of days it wouldn't be absent. Too far away would let us end up with people that wouldn't use the shithouses. I made my best guess, cut four stakes to mark where I wanted the hole and had a couple of men start digging.The actual shithouse construction was pretty easy after that. I cut small trees for uprights and for an outline and then. After a relaxing foot massage, a pale pink nail polish was chosen for her toes. The young girl covered her feet with paper slippers so she wouldn’t slip and the nail polish would dry without smudging. She was then led to the manicurist’s table, and her hands were given the same pampering treatment and her fingernails were painted with the same pale pink nail polish to match her toes. The next station was a table that she reclined on, and she chose to have her brows waxed and a facial done. ‘Then I can do it to you too afterwards.’ We broke off the holding of each other as I slipped off the sofa and went between his open legs and gazed down at my statues erect and throbbing cock. Licking my lips, my shaking hand moved and took hold of the shaft, feeling the heat and having it throb as my fingers curled round it. I was now moving into heaven I thought as I then took the head into my mouth to suck and tease with my tongue. He gave out a small groan as I began to suck and gently.