I was very much interested to the stories in it and started to fantasize about bobby. I was getting desperate to convince bobby but I was afraid if sh...e gets angry so I could not talk to her for 2 days then the third day she called my landline no n was in angry why didn’t I call her foot 2 days, I told I was disturbed so I did not call her, she asked why, I told u should not get angry n stop talking to me when she told yes I said I am thinking wrong about u that is why I did not call u I don’t. I felt around my arsehole and felt something big and thick around my hole, it had a very large hole in the centre and I could push my hand inside. “What the fuck have you done to my hole” I yelled.“Trev opened you hole and passage carefully, and then fitted a permanent silicone lined rubber tunnel plug, he has sealed it with latex glue which is now bonding with the flesh so you can take anything up there now”I did NOT like to admit to getting excited, I gently walked into the bedroom and went. They were going to roast us, shit, what kind of sick fuckers were these people? I might have coped with life as a sex slave, at least it was life. But they were going to cook us. Fucking hell, roast us alive….in an oven. Then they’d eat us, or what? My god, I realised, we were going to die. As I struggled to come to terms with what I’d just heard, my minder grabbed me from behind, holding my arms tightly. He pulled me up from the table, and held me. I couldn’t kick, my legs were manacled and. She picked up her phone and sent a text to him. ‘Hey sexy’, the text said. A few seconds later, she got a text from him. ‘Hey babygirl.’ ‘I have a surprise for you.’ she texted back. She sent him the pictures she had taken in the bathroom. He texted back, ‘I love them. I see you still have my hand print.’ They texted back and forth for a while. Before she knew it, it was already 1:30 in the afternoon. She was still dressed in just her robe and her pussy was extremely wet. Laying on the.