He pushed his body against me and his other hand snaked up in my hair, tightened enough that I opened pleading blue eyes and looked at him. His face w...s so close to mine and I stared, panting, ready. Cum for me, little girl. I let those words, softly spoken as they were, ring over and over in my head, and it was enough&hellip,my moan was low, trembling, and long, muffled perfectly by his restraining palm&hellip,I felt my pussy contract over and over, this final release made the muscles in my. Somebody has to be looking for us."Her strategy only worked so far. Their captors were less brutal than they might have been, but the women and girls were kept naked and locked up most of the time.Carole was also in demand as a cook. She considered poisoning her captors but was unwilling to risk killing her fellow captives. In various places around the kitchen and other rooms, she had secreted such items as an ice pick, steak knives, and a hatchet. However unlikely the chance, she was prepared. I could see light between them and globules of sweat; I stroked the sweat away.I went to a folder that I call my ‘admirers’; people, but mostly men who have sent me messages and photos of themselves and always with their cocks out, hard and in various stages of wetness. I love it, I love cocks, but most especially I love sperm or cum, my imagination runs wild and I think mostly about being taken, about being dominated by these men and their powerful ‘weapons’. I sit their and become aware my. Melanie pulled her boss close to her and put her head in her shoulder."I'm sure it's not as bad as you think. Can you talk to me about it?" No, I can't. It's just that I really let Daddy down and he's disappointed in me." Oh, sweetie. I know how much your father loves you. He'll get over it, whatever it is."Melanie moved her head back slightly to look at her face. She reached up and tenderly caressed her cheek."Your father thinks you are wonderful! You know that."It was so soothing to be held.