Two smallpadlocks were applied which secured this thing to my neck, not that it was in danger of coming off anyway as it was laced tightly. I couldn'... see it yet, but there were snaps around the cutouts for my eyes where a blindfold attached. Soon this was applied and I could no longer see my captor. I decided that now I was really screwed if I needed to talk because the ballgag completely filled my mouth and in addition was covered by the hood. The stricthog-tie made it difficult to. The driver had sandy blonde hair that had obviously been bleached by the sun. The passenger had dark hair, almost black. Both had tattoos, not scary prison-looking tattoos, but professional ink. They introduced themselves. Brad was the sandy blonde with a marine corps tattoo over his heart and Sempre Fi and a bulldog on his right bicep and Mike was the tall dark one with the tribal sleeve tat on his left arm. She gave them her name and explained that the jackass at the tire shop must have used. As he stepped towards me he pressed against me to reach behind and unlock and open the door, his penis touched my stomach and I could feel its shape and heat as it pressed against me, in fact if I am honest, I can still imagine its ghostly imprint today, like a first kiss, and a strange love which would develop over the years, I suppose one could say a love affair in its infancy, the taking of a girls virtual virginity.I closed the door and locked it again, that's when I looked down and saw my. When I arrived at the counter everythingwas already bagged up and andrea told me to grab my stuff and she movedtowards the door."But, but, mistress. I can?t go out like that?"She turned around and smiled at me."Do you remember what I told you in the car before going into the store?No? Than I remind you of it. I said that you when we would leave you?dbe a changed person. Now look at you. Are you changed or not?"I had to admit I looked of course much different than before and thenandrea stepped.