When I came too again four guys had me suspended over another guy and was lowering me and raising me up and down on his very hard penis. Some came ove... and pinched open my mouth and poured and cool liquid down my throat saying '...swallow of drown, I don't care...' I swallowed as much as I could. The hand just poured even though my mouth was close. When I came too again their was bright lights and some one with a camera walking around giving directions. I could not make out what was being said. She had me shower and shave. She even took such good care of me that she got into the shower with me to make sure I (we?) got extra clean to the point of not only being squeaky clean but an orgasm for each of us. She got me dressed in an outfit carefully chosen from my closet and then proceeded to fuss over my hair to make sure every strand was perfectly in place. She also went out, washed our car, vacuumed and sprayed some perfume inside. She made sure I had some cologne on so I would smell. Which made me smile inside, knowing that she actually cared."I don't know. I certainly hope so," I told her starting to get dressed again, grateful for the snug fitting pair of jeans that Jillian had loaned me, along with the somewhat loose-fitting bra and blouse she had given me as well. I still felt a little weird putting them on even then."Obviously ... you don't have any plans for dinner." Jillian stated. Which was true, I didn't. Though I also knew I had plenty to eat that I could fix. I. I had no idea what was behind any of the roll up doors."Maxine Stone? you need to come with me," the driver of the small pickup truck said as he opened the passenger door for me. The half dozen mail bags went into the rear of the pickup, and I went into the passenger side.The truck stopped in front of what could have passed as a cattle barn to a casual observer. I couldn't imagine how a casual observer could make it this deep into the farm's compound. Most likely the barn's exterior was to fool.