I sat on the bed and carefully rolled the sheer barely black stockingsup my legs, in front of the mirror I bent over straightening the seamsup the bac... of my legs, I glanced at Tony he was riveted to the scenebefore him, the bulge in his trousers showed this.As I sat at the dressing table to do my make up I snapped at him"satisfied now I've got some clothes on" I may have snapped at him but Iwas grinning as I spoke. "Not really" he said somewhat uncomfortably.I started on my make up, which took. I saw she was confused so I went to a corner that I knew would shower me as before. I was demonstrating the facilities to her. She was quick to comprehend. I showed her the corner to go to in order to relieve oneself. She used that, squatting and taking a pee. Then she went and had a shower to get clean. This time, knowing what I knew about our captors, I was going to try to do everything I could to communicate with them. There had to be some rational reason for what they were doing. Unless. She’d lived there for almost seven years, becoming a fixture in the town, having moved there after her “troubles” in the southern Illinois town of Champaign / Urbana.The two women on her doorstep said their hello’s, breath frosting from the chill in the air, obviously wanting to come in from the cold.“Come in, come in, it’s freezing out. Winter’s early this year,” she said, moving back and shooing her guests into the warm house.The two women came in, knowing the way. They’d been there before,. Later, Cavendish returned and booked a simple hand job from the elegant woman on the desk. She seemed almost grateful. She was in a peculiar way, she was pleased that she wouldn’t have to handle some ugly, overweight hypocrite’s dick. She tried to persuade him to book the oral session as well. After much entreating, Jeb had agreed that her final descent into hell should take place over two days. Sunday she would start easy with the hand job and then proceed to the anal fucking from Father.