Forgot to tell, her name is Nikita.Now the story starts, the bus started exactly at 10’0 clock in the night. I started some conversation with her ab...ut her college life etc. I never expected that something might come my way. After about an hour of the start of the journey she slept and by mistake she slept on my shoulder. The evil in me raises and I slowly started touching her belly and didn’t get any response. I slowly grabbed her boobs and pressing her against the t-shirt, her breathing got. Dan could hear her whimper as he fingered her roughly. “Mmm, and she tastes good too!” He emphasized, licking his fingers. “And I’m sure you know she also gives great blow jobs!“We want 2,000,000 in unmarked, used American or you’ll never see her again. Then as the years pass by, you’ll wonder if she’s dead or our very own sex slave tucked away in a dark, quiet cellar with a baby or two that we fucked into her!” He gave hideous laugh.Dan had to wipe his eyes to see the screen. The stranger. He then toldme to stand and face him. Looking in my eyes he sternly said, "Do notremove that plug." "Yes Sir," was all I could say as I tried to twistto make the plug more at ease. Then after a slight hesitation he asked,"Is there not something you want to tell me sissy?" I knew instantlywhat he wanted and said, "Thank you for letting me wear the butt plugMaster Mike." He then laughed and said, "Sissies don't have butts.Sissies have sissy holes." Naturally I corrected myself and. As we pulled out a variety of unusual drawers containing warmers and coolers and all sorts of specialized storage I could only hope that this kitchen came with instructions.Jan laughed when she saw the confused expression on my face and said, "Don't worry. Mike will explain everything to you when he's done. And after he leaves and you've forgotten what he told you, just call me."On the walk back to Jan's house, Mike said, "I have some good news and some bad news. I have a good idea of what I.