It will take us at least an hour to get there.- But ...?- You don't know the Corbit’s, do you?No, he didn't and so didn’t Sergeant Ratched either....he first units of male police officers arrived at Corbit's place maybe two hours later. It was a dirty, far away farmhouse, very secluded, littered with rusting cars, piles of junk and garbage. The first thing they found was the empty police bus, with all doors open. On the ground, there was one lone female police hat, that was all. More units. I could feel her tongue move against mine, and her soft lips too. She looked at me, and asked me how it felt. I smiled and said it was nice. She kissed me again, and slowly pushed me over on my back. I felt my body tingle as she moved her hands over my breasts. Next she sat up, and slowly took off my t-shirt. Then she unbuttoned my jeans, and pulled them off. She stood at the end of my bed and smiled as I watched her strip out of her own top and pants. Then she laid down on top of me, and. After one year of training and the slow breaking and rebuilding of her and her friends Pedro announced an auction. By now the girls were the fifth batch of trainees for Pedro and it was time to make money. She had helped Pedro tie up helpless and terrified girls, performed punishment on them, pleasured them, even deflowered one and held them when alone and crying. She and her girls were the veterans and fully trained. Not much had remained of their old personalities, only Marsha sometimes acted. I comb it out or I cut it off, your choice. He was wild looking but finally said to comb it out. I was suspicious, so I had him lie on the bench on his back, and put a towel on the floor beneath his head.I combed it very thoroughly, and son of a gun if two small things didn't fall onto the towel. I combed all of the hair too, the back, the sides, the top. I almost wanted to comb his eyebrows. I flipped over the towel and laid it on the used stack so he wouldn't be suspicious. I put him in the.