By now word had spread and everyone was in the steam engine shed waiting for us when we arrived.I made a quick announcement in regard to what we had f...ound today. I told everyone that leaving the women to fend for themselves would have resulted in a slow death from starvation and exposure. I also pointed out that there was a nurse amongst the group.I then asked for volunteers to take the women in and everyone volunteered. We just allocated the women to the villagers as they came forward and in. She said, "The rag-heads are very picky." That is all I remember before waking up in the warehouse where you met me."When I woke up, I was restrained, kneeling and leaning forward. I could see myself in a mirror as well as many other women. I was kneeling with my legs resting on narrow boards so they were wider than my hips. A leather strap below my knee and over my ankle held them there. There was a metal yoke around my neck. My arms were looped over a bar behind my back with chains running. The night was looking up big time.Reaching into the glove box, I got one out. She watched me closely as I rolled it on.“Why is it shaped like that” That funny bell on the end.”“You do know how a guy cums, right?” She nodded her head.“Ok, that little bell at the end fills with my sperm so it doesn’t leak out along the sides. We sure don’t want that.”The thought crossed my mind to ask her to give me some head but I didn’t want to press my luck ... tonight. She hadn’t moved her legs off the. She had regained a certain equilibrium at John’s house and in his peaceful company. Now Peter had destroyed it in minutes. It seemed he had learned nothing. Nothing had changed; indeed things were much worse.She went downstairs and into the dining room. It seemed the family had left that room in favour of the living room. She wondered if that was a gesture of apology.She opened the intervening door and found them all sitting waiting. Thomas and his wife, Thomas with a sour look which was echoed.