His hands slowly rose and slid up underneath her candy-striped shirt. His hands found their way to her warm, soft breasts. As her captor fondled her, ...he closed her eyes and tried her best to pretend this was not happening. She felt her bra become unclasped, and a sharp pain brought her out of her desperate realm of pretend as her captor grabbed her nipples and twisted hard. He drew his hands slowly out from under her shirt, removing her bra entirely in the process. He dropped it to the ground. Touch me baby, I want your hands all over my body, I want your dick in my mouth, in my pussy, I want your fingers inside me, wherever they can go, however many you can fit. Please baby I need your touch now.I was whimpering and pleading with him, breathless from the aches inside my body that needed to be quelled by his touch, by his cock, by his fucking. Finally I felt a darker shadow slowly move across my face and block out the sun altogether. My eyes strained still blinded by the sunlight,. "It had been a long, trying day. She was not too surprised to be very sleepy after a supper of soup and fresh bread. The sedative in her meal ensured she was oblivious to the very intimate examination she was subjected to by her hosts ... who were delighted to find she was a virgin; there was no way this one was going to be going home in the morning.Of the other girls, five chose not to ring home; the others were taken back to the station where they'd been picked up. Five were ample for the. " Could they kill themselves?" I asked, becoming alarmed."No, that is another part of the curse. They can't die, as that would end their suffering and wouldn't be allowed by the curse. They could go on for a thousand years or more - perhaps even longer, but they would be more and more depressed and despondent as time passed and they kept seeing everything that they knew and loved change and pass away," he told me."Yes, that would explain their fixation with old styles of clothing and vehicles,".