Dawn and I were led into the young man’s room, the echoing of soft moans filling the hall, and there he was, naked on the massage table. Dawn needed...no prompting from us to get naked, and soon enough we were both kneading his fantastic body, our own naked bodies pressing against the table.At our hostess’s command he rolled over, and his manhood was magnificent! Hard, thick and standing proud before us. Neither of us had any issue when his hands fell off the table and began caressing our bare. The thought of touching Alyssa had not entered my mind; I was troubled enough that I was finding eroticism in such a young girl’s obvious arousal. When Alyssa’s eyes opened back up, they focused on my own crotch. When I looked down, I saw that my hardening dick had formed an evident bulge.“On second thought,” I heard myself say, “I think you’d better go home.” My conscience was overriding my libido. “I need to quit for the day.”Alyssa frowned. “Aw, but that was so much fun.”“Won’t your parents. Then I hope that you will let me give you a beautiful massage, and only after that will I allow you to make your decision about whether to come and work for me. I am certain that we are going to become very intimate friends, so please do drop the formality and call me Angela.”The double entrance doors led straight into a two-storey high square hall about fifty feet across. The first third was a reception area separated from the rest of the hall by a frosted glass screen about ten feet high. In. "Get going you sweet little witch, if you're here in five minutes you'll get the same treatment as Debbie. (Another terrified wail from the brunette)Outside in the deserted factory complex Stacey yelped as her bare feet pressed on sharp rubble. Which way was the quickest. She could hear cars but which way? Back in the dark room she heard screams making her frantically head off in the first direction at hand.Debbie was screaming pinned by her shoulders onto her knees. The mask had one hand on.