One of the girls said she knew who had taken Amanda, at least who's company it was and gave me that name. I did some more prying, found their location...and spent some shillings in the locals seeking bits and pieces of information without much success.As the sun set I rested on the basement doors behind the empty house and waited for my British master to arrive. First came the man with the pistol and a blindfold which I meekly accepted. Then came the lighter footsteps and the same syrupy. It was easy. Locking water without looking at it meant nothing – yet.We were on our backs, sunglasses and more sun block freshly applied when everyone else came back. They were excited and a little wired from the thrill of the ride, and that was enough to get us up and moving."Feel like a swim?" I asked."Absolutely," Kelli sighed. "That sun was nice, but I'm boiling!" Me too," I agreed. "Lets get a drink first."We stopped at the fridge downstairs and topped off our mostly melted and barely cool. "My lubrication cream is in the bedroom," Desi said, "can we go inside, please, Juan?"Her pretty face looked at him anxiously. "You want to fuck me on your husband's bed?" he laughed. "Maybe we can invite him to watch next time?"Desi froze at that suggestion, "NO!" she screamed. "Fred must never find out!"Juan's laugh was so loud Desi knew her neighbors heard him. She had to get him into the house quickly before one of them called her. "Fuck me, Juan, fuck my cunt! Let's go inside now," Desi. Somewhere through the fog of such sexual lust, I heard Dr. Campbell order both my daughters as well as my husband and son to keep their eyes open and watch their mother and wife take cock like the whore I was about to become. He told them that the injections I had received brought about a highly increased desire for sex, increased sexual reactions and feelings and greatly increased sensations. In short, the drugs were causing my slutty behavior, but that with continued treatments, I would be.