Janet was looking flushed, her neck was red and her breathing was slightly heavy as she entered the bedroom that she shared with her loving husband John.nnShe undid her robe and placed it on the hook behind the door and slid her naked body into the bed next to John. As she did so she felt John's arm encircle her waist and hold her body tight to him as she felt his hips begin to pump against her butt.nnShe loved him so very much and pushed herself back towards him. As she did so she felt his breath on her neck and his lips kissing her shoulders. She heard him ask her what had taken her so long as he said he thought that she was only going for a quick smoke.nnJanet took a deep breath and began to tell her husband what had happened to her.nnWell I left our bed and slipped on my robe and tied it loosely around my waist. I then left our room and went downstairs to the kitchen. I did not want to wake any of our sleeping guests in the lounge so I did not put on any lights at all. I could not see anything and went by feeling along the walls.nnI was in the kitchen and enjoying my cigarette when I felt some arms wrap around me from behind and I thought it was you being silly. I knew that we would wake up the guests if I said anything so I kept quiet. In any case I was enjoying what you were doing to me with your hand on my body.nnJanet could sense John was starting to enjoy her story as she felt his hard cock against her bum cheeks from behind and she knew he was aroused at what she might say.nnShe continued her account of what had happened, telling him that the hands moved up and down the front of her body and she had felt really turned on that they were doing this in the kitchen when there were 6 of John's friends asleep on the floor and chairs in the lounge.nnJanet told him how she had leant back into the arms that held her and loved the feeling as the hands explored her body as if for the first time. They seemed to be all over her, rubbing her breasts, her tummy, legs and pussy through the material of her robe, nnShe explained how she had felt so turned on and that each time he touched her breasts and pussy, this made her so wet. She had thought of just dragging you back upstairs to bed, but did not want to spoil the moment, so she relaxed and let you do what ever you wanted instead.nnJanet said how she had felt the belt on her robe go slack and then felt the robe fall open.

(Please read Chapters 1-8, you will enjoy the series much more)nn*nnHank sat in front of the screen and tried to watch the basketball game but he could not concentrate. His mind waffled between being pissed off at the situations these two young boys were in and trying to keep those fucking twins out of his thoughts. He didn't know if he had ever seen finer white women and there were two of them! He felt his cock hardening again as the images of them in their red bikinis went through his brain.nnSarah went into the bathroom and pulled off her shirt and skirt. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her breasts were so small compared to Karen's but I guess they were ok, Hank seemed to like them. She grabbed one and squeezed, it filled up her hand easily. What did they say, more than a handful is a waste? She also noticed that her nipples were still hard. They had been hard all afternoon. She flicked one of them and felt a little surge of excitement flow through her body.nnWhat was happening to her? She had now been fucked 5 times in the last 4 or so hours and she was still in a state of arousal. What had she become? She felt a little glimmer of embarrassment and shame when she thought of herself just bending over and letting Hank plow her pussy while Tyshawn just sat there and watched. She was his teacher! How could she have changed so drastically, so fast? She glanced down at her pussy and saw the streams of cum on her legs. She reached down and wiped it off her left leg.

This is the seventh instalment in the continuing story of Tina Featherstone's struggle against the criminal gang who have abducted her with the intention of training her as a sex toy before selling her on into the worldwide sex trade. Before you dismiss the story as being beyond belief, know that this kind of thing is happening today in many countries of the world. But remember also that it is a work of fiction.nn- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - nnTina followed Henson's advice, but only after finding herself something to eat and drink. A small omelette, laced with mushrooms and tomatoes, along with a slice of buttered toast, washed down with two glasses of fresh chilled orange. It was the first food she'd eaten since being brought to this dreadful place and, with something solid in her stomach, she felt free to look after her appearance, a process that began with yet another long, hot shower. nnAs well as cleansing her body, it also gave her an opportunity to apply some much-needed logic to her situation. Once she'd towelled herself down, and fastened the collar round her neck she began to explore. The results were hardly encouraging.nnThe cellar complex comprised four rooms, the largest of which was the central, main room. Leading off it, three smaller rooms housed the kitchen, bedroom and shower room. There were no windows, and the only way in and out of the complex was the door she'd been shoved through when they'd first arrived. A solid, high-security door, fitting flush to the wall and secured by a large Yale type lock that wouldn't have looked out of place on a prison cell. nnTen minutes was all it took to convince her the door was her only way out, and she switched her attention to the array of cameras dotted around the four rooms. They'd been well sited, there wasn't a corner anywhere that allowed her any privacy, and she just knew someone would be out there watching her all the time. nnThe same questions kept coming back to haunt her. Why, had she really been brought here? What had become of the other girls who'd been locked in the cellar before her, and what would her captors do with her when they'd finally had their 'bit of fun'; when they tired of her as they surely would, and turned their eyes towards finding a new plaything? nnThe more thought she gave it, the more likely it seemed that she'd never be allowed to leave this place. Since removing her mask, they'd made no effort to conceal their identities from her.

He entered the room, boots knocking on the tile floor and echoing off the walls. He was wearing new jeans and a dark sport coat showing a refined casual attitude. He poured himself a scotch, not too much, just a couple of fingers to heighten the senses. He swirled the amber liquid around the glass and inhaled the heady vapors before taking a sip, the smoky taste exploding on his tongue as the burn slithered down his throat foreshadowing what soon would come.nnHearing her car, He walked around the room opening the tall shutters and drawing the gauzy inside curtains to allow the evening light to come in and set her skin aglow with its golden radiance. nnHe pulled the chair over to center it along the wall facing the middle of the room where he expected her to stand, and sat down. The chair was low enough for me to set down my glass and the sit was slightly lower than the front edge for a particular reason.nnShe entered smiling hello but knowing she was not to speak yet. She was in trouble and knew she would have to wait before they could casually talk. nnHe smiled back with that intensely playful stare that seemed to see into every corner of her mind, as she came to a stop exactly eight feet in front of him, facing him with her hands to her sides. nnHis eyes traveled down her body taking her in. He did so slowly because he knew it drove her crazy. She was quite shy body on display although she was a strong confident woman. She could take charge of any room but when her opponent was one she loved and needed to love her back her insecurity came out. nnShe had dressed well he notes wearing all his favorite things, a silk blouse, skirt, heel, and if he wasn't mistaken stockings. She loved to be spanked with her skirt flipped up but today he had other plans. nnHe met her eyes once again and pointed to her blouse, using his finger as a conductor uses a stick, he motioned for her to remove her shirt. She held his gaze and opened the blouse one button at a time; she let it fall behind her and reached back releasing her bra also letting it slip to the floor. nnHe took in her breasts, she was very self conscious of their size but he found them lovely especially the nipples as sensitive as they were. He could feel her wanting soooo badly to cover up and he sat admiring a bit longer.