And that if I had any hope of getting out of here with my life, then I better answer every question the soldier asked me when I got downstairs.Again, ...ands grabbed me and nearly threw me down the stairs. If the accommodations in the cell upstairs were raunchy, downstairs, in the deepest crypts of the earth, were beyond disgusting.The brutish men shoved me in a chair, my right arm stretched out and cuffed in a chain attached to the wall, and then the same was done to the left. The ogres walked. R was putting the bacon in the pan wondering how she was going to tackle the subject of Lola's special nature. Was it possible that the girls shared a bed and Caitlyn didn't know? The fact that Caitlyn hadn't run screaming from the house argued for that. She was mixing up the pancake batter when the girls stormed into the kitchen."Hi, Mom." Good morning, Mrs. R," Caitlyn said."Pour some juice," Mrs. R said. "Three, your father has already left for work."The girls helped get the table set and. In this part I will narrate what happened on the next day and on the wedding day.What “itch” led us to – My fingers tightly interlocked in hers and stuck between her thighs, her hand gently guiding my hand to rub her on her pussy, her deep moans and shivering body radiating heat which I could feel and I, losing my cool and getting a paining boner – all this which happened last night had left no doubts in my mind. I was not having any second thoughts now. I was determined. She was no longer my. A few more teeth rattled as I was led up the wooden steps into a kitchen, led across the linoleum floor into a blue a carpeted room, such an ugly color, you order me to sit pointing to a stool that is in the middle of this grandma style room, no accounting for taste, I still, I have to compliant, it’s a matter of life and death.? ?Bitch, you will, do as I say, when I say, how I say, you will clean this whole house every day, prepare meals, that is all ,oh yes I almost forgot? you aren’t allowed.