Sidi-Slimane is 50 km north of Rabat,” I said.“Within 2 months he gathered over fifty fighters, with no money and few weapons. A Saudi junior prin...e Aabad Aabzaari was in Morocco and was one of the people Haamid befriended in the internet café,” I said.“Money suddenly became no problem and neither did weapons or technical support. Haamid developed a code for the fighters to communicate without using their names on the forums and later in emails. Numbers instead of names; the first digits of the. Then I stop and walk over to the closet, still watching her cumming and convulsing so her perky little tits are bouncing like crazy. The door swings open and I pull out my favorite vibrator. Its a fairly thick, 9 inch, purple cock. I walk back over to my chair and sit down, propping my legs up on the armrests, spread wide open so she can see my pussy, dripping over her sight. I whip her again and slide the dildo into myself and start pumping it in and out. Moaning and still whipping her but not. This time it was Abicore-M instead of Abicore-L that was used.I stayed up with both of them as they went through their pains. Sam's were not harsh and only lasted a short time. Tiffany's troubles were less than Sam had suffered before so this was an improvement.The next day we began the experiments. The results were not good and it was easy to see the reason. Sam and Tiffany were usually focussed on each other. Knox had them separated enough to leave the property to test their range. I knew it. Inside we found a young man on a cot with a chain connecting his ankle to a ring on the wall. It also appeared that he had been through the ringer himself – at least once from all the cuts, bruises, and abrasions that we could see on him. He came awake as we opened the squeaky cell door and sat up staring at me in horror."Wh ... what do you want? I already told them everything," he squealed in terror."I want to know where Celeste is, and what you had to do with her being here," I demanded, as I.