Worse yet though was being turned over to the national or regional government. In either case you could be made to disappear. But often being turned o...er to the government meant that you would spend a lot of time in a torture cell. The criminals like the Tong seemed to work to bribe the government officials so that things could get done. But they skimmed some of the bribe off in order to support the Tong. With enough money or favors things could be done. My parents paid a lot of money to get me. Covered in my cum, and with a renewed vitality, Sarah hopped up to her knees and kissed me. My cum in her mouth and on her face was soon in my mouth and on my face. I was hot, sweaty, tired and ready for bed, but Sarah wasn't done with me yet. "Get on your hands and knees, Baby," was all she said. I complied, however slowly while she got up, opened the drawer of our nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube. She tossed it gracefully through the air to Brandon, walked behind me, spread my ass. “There you go, Ted. Let’s see if she really wants her brother’s cock.” Ted needed no second bidding. Immediately that oozing penis was touching my lips. He was impatient. “Gently,” Martin warned him. “This isn’t a fight. It’s a fuck!” The pressure on my lips eased then as I relaxed my jaw, Ted achieved his objective. His penis was inside my mouth and I closed my lips around it. He began to move, easing in, edging out, closing his eyes, his body straining in tension and clearly Martin thought he. Panties? I had to have panties? I needed clothes.I had a chance to survey my surroundings and noticed that all of the rooms were windowless with 12 foot high ceilings. My room was just a smaller version of the dining room. The furnishings were sparse but functional. The only decorative item in my room was a doll on my Spartan bed. I looked around and realized that this was now my world.There was certainly no sign of my previous existence as K....., Kurt, Ken, what was my name? God, what was.