Jeff let her sit there, tears running out from underneath her white latex hood. He quickly finished breakfast and sat it down beside her. He had sat h...s captive sister beside the dining room table so that he could feed her easily. I sat down in front of her with riding crop in hand. He gently tapped her inner thigh.Slowly Stephanie opened her legs until they were as wide as she could comfortably hold them, exposing herself again to the stranger. Another slight tape above her sex and she thrust. I feel fingers on my pussy, then sliding up to my tight little asshole, I gasp as they touch it. Then back down to my pussy again. "She's still nice and wet" he says, and Cindy, who I now realize is in front of me, says "good - so am I" Hands on my ass push me forward until my cheek brushes her thigh. Then another push, and my face is against her pussy, I bury it there, knowing what is expected. I can smell her excitement and then my lips taste her. I open my mouth and lick slowly, trying to. But he could get serious too, and told her how he felt about his parents and his relationship with them, and what he wanted to do after high school. He was the most sensitive guy she'd ever known, certainly a contrast to her last boyfriend.He wished they went to the same school, or at least lived close enough where he could bike over to see her. As it was it took fifteen minutes by car to her house from his. But whenever he went out with his friends she went too, and he longed for his license. He wanted me to let some of his friends fuck me. He had six friends and one had a cottage on a lake that he wanted to take me too for a whole week. I had said yes then he called me his little whore and told me that he was going to charge his friends every time that they fucked me. He was going to get double payment if they fucked my ass. What! He said that he needed the money for college to buy beer and pot. He was prostituting me out. That fucking bastard!Why hadn’t I realized what he had said.