Eager to please her in any way I could. ‘Good.’ The Mistress replied. ‘Now, what is your name? What do you go by?’ She asked me. ‘My name i... Bridget, sometimes people call me Bree.’ I answered her. A smile crossed her face, ‘Very well then, Bridget will be your formal name, and we will all come to know you as Bree.’ It made me so happy to be accepted somewhere. I was smiling to myself about everything that had happened to me within the last twenty-four hours. Then that’s when she said, ‘You. My voice was shaky and felt thick, even more so as I was sure both men were picking-up on my sexual nervousness.The driver said something to the guard and they both burst out in a peal of laughter, it was almost infectious, as I smiled more openly myself, 'The guard ask if you like to have fuck also'?There was a sudden silence in my head, both men were laughing and all the noise of the surrounding jungle had gone, they were asking me to fuck with them, and I felt dizzy and faint, but not. “What for?” I asked. He just walked back through the bedroom door without replying then he turned and added. “Just get your dressing gown on and come down stairs.” With that he was gone and I got out of bed and followed him. When I got downstairs I could hear him talking to someone in the living room. As I walked through the door I found he'd brought one of his friends home with him. They both looked at me as I entered the room and I could tell I had been the subject of their conversation.. It was cold outside she had a heavy coat and a short skirt on so I let her in, she takes her coat off she is wearing a halter top and a big pregnant belly, her lips are all dry and cracked with sores on them. Her hair is thin and a mess, she smelled like cum and had track marks on both arms, she tries to come hug me but I push her away, she crying saying she was sorry and she wanted to come home. I said I got your message and that her home was with her real man, she cry’s NOOOO she can’t go.