He was watching me, but with a curiously vacant expression on his face, as though I were a show he'd seen several times before and was watching agains...t out of sheer boredom.I blinked once or twice and shook my head to try to clear it. Shaking my head was a mistake, as it brought a wave of dizziness and nausea to me. I concluded that I'd been sapped — hit on the head with a blackjack, most likely, I guessed, the one I saw stuck into the Sam Browne belt my captor was wearing.I stared at him, and. .. yet, one simply watching while the other sensually destroyed her with its devastatingly working tongue! Oooohhhh... ! She'd go mad from its inhuman licking of her cunt alone! Oooohhh! Ooohhhh... somehow... somehow, she had to keep control of herself! Wh-What would happen next? What... what did they intend to do with her when they grew tired of this... ? Again, she anxiously glanced toward the mighty German shepherd with the medallion, knowing now that he... it... whatever, decided all. Well what if I figured out a way I said. She said as long as he never knows . I bought several nanny cams and hid them all over our bed room. I tied them all into an eight channel digital recorder. I never told my wife about the new toy. I did all the set up while she was out shopping one Saturday. I checked the angle of each camera and there is no where in our room that she would be off screen. Lastly I plugged in a motion detection switch to start the recording device. Each day I would check. While she was in no way an accomplished writer, she loved the feel of prose in her day to day life. Fred had added to that element by sending stories right away. They had been corresponding for months and had many intimate encounters via IM and web cam. She didn’t normally have erotic conversations online. She had tried it years ago, but the sexual frustration she felt afterwards did not lend itself to continuing. While she had no doubt that her male counterparts were able to masturbate and.