I had obviously swallowed lots of cum the night before. As I put the tea kettle on the stove I began to have flashbacks of the events that took place ...after Dave had rescued me. I remembered having a few sips from the flask in his glove compartment. It was strong stuff but had kind of a sweet taste. It made me very relaxed. After that my memory was hazy and I felt a strange detachment from the scenes that flashed across my mind. Like a dream, a very real dream, I saw boys, young boys ... some. Mary now ordered me to take out her Tampax. I asked , ?But how ma’am, I can’t move my arms.? She slapped my face and demanded, ? Use your teeth you fool.? She pulled my head up so I could grab the string with my teeth. As she lowered my head back down the bloody thing landed on my chin. I shuddered at that which caused her to giggle. She told me, ? Don’t let that scare you dearie, it gets a lot worse. Now lick me to orgasm.? She grabbed my ears and pulled my face to her crotch. I licked. I grabbed daddy’s cock through his pants. I boldly said, "Daddy show me a man cock."He dropped his pants and underwear. His cock sprang out hard and glistening. I had it in my tiny hands and stroked it up and down."Ooh daddy its so hard" I said licking my lips.He was frozen as my pink fingernail polish was polishing his shaft. I put my pink lips on daddy’s cock, it was huge as I sucked it. He grabbed my hair and kept calling me a good girl. He said he loved me, and I said it back and. While Barb was in the kitchen, I snuck away, but no luck. Then I spotted her suitcase in the bedroom across the hall, open with a pair of beautiful, full cut nylon panties sitting on top. Could they be? Was I this lucky? I had to know, so I stepped into the bedroom and lifted them to my nose. Nothing, just a little detergent and fabric softener, but they felt so nice and silky, I started to get hard anyway. From behind me I heard “Maybe something not so clean is more your style?” Bard.