”Leaning back in the bed, the girl stretches, raising her arms above her head. A twisting movement ripples through her body, working her hips deeper...into the mattress, pushing her thighs further apart. Her arms to fall slowly from above her head with her elbows out and fingers running through her long, blonde hair. Eventually her hands snake toward her knees. She closes her eyes and opens her mind to the experience ahead. Then trailing those fingers up her thighs toward her pussy, Emily. Plus, I was bound, gagged, my head was bagged and I believed I was on Baskerville. I began to move when someone came over and yelled, "Move or make any noise and I will shock you again."I stopped moving then I heard the L.Cpl. making a hell of a noise. The voice repeated the warning but the L.Cpl. didn't stop. Then I heard a loud zap and he went quiet. So, these bastards were serious!This was a fine fucking mess! Yes we had surrendered in hopes of seeing Baskerville and none of that plan. How long since you have had sex?”“Three days, and I love your long legs. So does my cock.”“Good I haven’t had sex for months, seems like months anyway. I am really hanging out for a good fuck. You should be able to last for an hour if you had sex three days ago.“Start by licking my nipples, then I will lick and suck your huge cock. It’s even bigger than when we started. Don’t forget my bitchy friend Karen is watching. I want to make her very, very jealous.”I can see Karen becoming quite. Two vehicles parked in the rear had Tribal ID stickers in their windows and official decals on their doors. He jotted down the license plate numbers. Working his way up the other side, he found the same situation: all windows locked, shades drawn tight. It wasn't possible to see into the building from any location along the outside."Nothing. I got plates on two vehicles out back." No answer to their telephones. I could hear one ringing inside. Nothing on their answering machine--it doesn't pick.