She could see several piles of rotted and collapsed wood in the center of the room, looking for all the world like they might have once been a table a...d several chairs.Along the right wall there were what must have been shelves at one time. When she went over to take a closer look, she found several broken glass vials. There was no way to tell what might have been in them at one time though. It was the back wall by a collapsed wooden door that she hit pay dirt. A small chest made of metal,. The hotter she got the hotter she gave. She guided me like she was using a remote control. She drove me right up to the edge, pushed me teasingly over a bit and then let me back off until I relaxed and it was delicious.She took me on this roller coaster ride up and down, almost to release and then not, over and over and I was putty in her hands. She controlled the night. Next, she slid up over my lap and slipped my hard cock between her sweet pussy lips and rode me, back and forth, sliding on. I went to the drawer and looked through it more carefully. I found a long, fluorescent pink dildo and held it up. ‘What’s this?’ Rachel blushed very red, and Anya stifled a giggle. ‘What’s this?’ I repeated. Still, my question was met with silence. I held it up to her face and said, ‘No one else has ever seen this, have they?’ She shook her head. ‘You have never needed to say the word out loud, have you?’ She shook her head again, biting her lower lip. ‘Well, you can tell me now, can’t you?’ I. I didn't dare move because I was sure my tormentors were watching me. And I was told not to move, no matter what. I think they set this up.But I stayed still allowing this young boy to play with me and touch me anywhere he wanted. The bad thing about it was that I was getting turned on. I could feel my cunt getting wet and I knew he could feel it too. I didn't want this to happen, but since they started blackmailing me, I get so wet from everything they make me do. And I figured he would.