"Donald! Good God?"It was Lana Dobner, wearing a sexy negligee, and she was staring right at the youngster's throbbing cock.Lana had been rummaging in... the refrigerator for a late-night snack when she'd heard the footsteps approaching her. Fearing a burglar, she'd immediately shut off the light. And, without thinking, she'd turned on the light again as soon as she'd recognized Donald in the gloom.That was when she discovered he was naked. Helplessly, Lana ogled the shocked boy's lean, youthful. He would tear the place down, I will be ok, she thought. She was grabbed by the larger one and walked to room 413. The smaller opened the door and she was pushed through. As she heard the door lock behind her, tears began to fall."Shut up bitch" man number one said, slapping her across her arse. "Don't disobey me. You are to call me Sir at all times. You will address him as Master, do you understand?" Ye...yes"SLAP! "I said address me as Sir and James as Master." Yes Sir, Master" Sam managed to. "That goes for pizza if you want to stay in out of the weather, to a full scale SWAT assault to get you out. Whatever happens, just keep surfing the net, and typing us notes."Angela was nervous, but anxious to get going. We were taken to a warehouse and given a beat up, old, Volkswagen Golf to drive, a duffle bag with worn out clothes and other essentials. Once we were alone, it was easy to drive to the restaurant where the group hung out. It turned out to be a lively looking place, covered in. I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. "Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is all I'm able to respond with."Seems like you already raised your tent, hihihi", she looks at my groin. SHE KNOWS. "I'll give you a minute to calm down.