I could have reached them, were my hands not tied behind my back with forceful knots. The worst part was, my legs were spread wide apart in a straight... line on either side of my, leaving my pussy and asshole totally exposed to the open air. A bit of pussy juice flowed down my pussy, leaking into my ass. I struggled against my bonds, and because I appeared to be alone, I even cried out for help. As I could have predicted, nobody heard me. You looking for me? Miss Jessica walked back into the. You knelt beside me stroking your cock. "Open your mouth my thirsty little cumslut." "Yes Master" I say, "Swallow my love baby, drink it all." Obediently parting my lips wide and sticking out my tongue to catch my drink, I felt your cum splash against my cheeks, shooting into my mouth, rolling over my tongue and towards my throat, swallowing every last drop. "Mmmm" I said, then licked my lips. Lust filled looks into your eyes tell you that I still wanted more. "You are a greedy lil slut today. '"Anne! Are you awake Anne?"I recognise the voice. It was tearful, it sounded nervous, sort of panicky. It was Meredith's.Anne recognised it too. "Wh-What happened Meredith? Did they tie you up too?" Yes, they did. As soon as you walked out with those two sluts one of them produced a gun which allowed his mate to grab a piece of wood. He hit me over the head with it and did the same to you. When I came round Winston was calling his bluff and charging him with his knife. Only he wasn't bluffing. Hmmm. Maybe a blow job? I could crawl over to him and nestle between his knees and give him head. Sometimes, if I see he is tired, I suck him off, not letting him touch me. It relaxes him. But still, my instincts tell me that is too much stimulation for him at this moment.Memories flood my mind of my dear husband. He has been such a great provider, unselfish, sensual lover, and thoughtful companion. It is usually him making sure my needs are met. I need to reciprocate now. Think, think, think..