He plops medown on the sofa. "Hold still Emma and this will be over in a minute."He isn't lying; within a few minutes my legs are bound at my knees an...dankles. The tops of my arms are bound to my torso and my wrists arebound together in front of me. I wriggle about but I only manage to slipoff the sofa bumping my bum again."Right," he looks at me like a cat who has cornered a mouse, "I guessthere's only one place left to tape." Hey, wait, what? Mmph!" I cry out as he puts a strip of tape over. It's not easy to chat with the loud music being played but even if itwasn't the chat is always just idle and nothing more than the usualtrivia.When I finally get off to sleep it's nearer three am than two and I thinkabout him lying next to me. He seems to like me this way but what hedoesn't know wont hurt him.I wonder what he would think if he really knew the real me and that I'mstuck in this female body and wish it were otherwise. I use hisdomination of me to gain some kind of sexual. Didn't they want to have any fun at all? Larson remembered fucking ass in Afghanistan...the younger the better. Those were the days. Something magnificent about forcing sex on someone young and smaller than you are! How Larson missed that. He jammed two thumbs into Beth's rectum and spread. 'The girl more grunted than screamed, besides her voice was hoarse and nothing but a painful rasp. Her throat had still not recovered from her brother's massive dick down it. "Good...good, now fuck her. BUT! I can't! If I lay down here and fall off to rest. Iwill sleep till someone finds me and as hungry for life force as I nowam. I will consume them! I can't do that!'~I get back to my feet and fall once again. But this time I land on theradio, I left behind. I grab it up, as I rollover to my side and my mindtakes sometime to remember how to turn it on.My weak scratchy voice says to it "Becky?.....Becky? you there?...pleasebe there!?"I finally roll over to my back with effort and hear nothing.