She helped us, perfected our makeup. Perfected our blow jobs, learnt to satisfy a woman. We practiced on each other, always under her supervision, tho...gh I did it with Kayleigh when the lights went out. I was the only that had been fucked. And fucked more than once. Mistress used me most nights, and most nights Mo would join us, sometimes Alice would be there. If Mo came inside me, Alice would “clean” me, using her tongue. That was all about to change. It was six week since we had been taken.. Marion grasped her cheek and dabbed at the welling tears with a Kleenex "You're welcome honey, now fix your makeup before we get there."It was several minutes of silence as Jeanette reapplied her makeup and then stared ahead at the road. It was a car rule that there was to be no talking while the motor was running and Jeanette didn't want to be punished again today.After a short while the car stopped in the parking lot of a small convenience store and pharmacy. Marion got out first and Jeanette. She just nodded and left.I knew that I had put my foot in my mouth, but I just shrugged it off and went about my business. After Christmas when school started again, she did everything she could to avoid me. If I went to the café and she was there, she would go into the kitchen, or leave altogether.I was a little perturbed by that, but after two or three times of it happening; I just found another coffee shop.I graduated cum laude, with a dual degree in business administration and financial. Somehow I stood against a wall with people pressing hard against me from all sides except the wall. There was hardly any thing I could do. The train was running and suddenly I felt that the pressure on my left breast was not normal. I could feel someone was deliberately pressing my breast and rubbing against it. But I could not move. I looked and found one man had the back of his palm on my breast and he was slowly rubbing it. I looked into his eyes and he gave a shameless smile. I was scared.