He can feel the chasms building as he maneuvers on top of her. He opens his eyes and sees her smiling up at him. Her hands reach for the cool water in...the pool, and drenches them with the refreshing fluids. Their bodies doubly glistening from their efforts and the chlorine. His ass moves through the air, up and down, back and forth, even sideways as he attempts to reach her mouth with his cock, by way of her pussy. She is so wet, her pussy is cleansing the oil from her labors off of him, mixing. It may have been drugged. I really can't say one way or the other. It's all a blur after checking in. I assume somebody knew why I was here and didn't want me to do my job." I tried to look as innocent as a lamb. It was working."My God, your lucky to be alive." that old freak has been suspected in a number of disappearances, but we could never get anything on him. I hope he's scared shitless where ever he is, now that you got away." Rachel seemed convinced the old Mr. Pewbes was responsible for. If so, he was pleasantly surprised. That first week, as he began to use the reawakened forge to do his work, he was visited by Jack several times, who offered whatever help his brother might need. Metal wasn't all that was forged in those fires. In short order, a new kind of sibling relationship was forged as well.And it was through Jack that his brother first began to be exposed to the girls about the place. That part of it I am sure Mistress Penelope oversaw. It seemed that there was always. She found out later that she had been put to sleep by d**gs. It was very apparent that this was a small aircraft with the amount of noise and bouncing around. She could hear her master and a stranger talking. It was just a casual conversation indicating nothing about their location or destination. In this short time as a slave Cindi had learned to expect anything. She was never told or consulted as to where she was or what her master intended to do next with her. It seemed to her that her new.