It’s been 12 hours since the man has left Jackie tied to her chair soaked in her own sweat and cum. Guards have come through the night with direct orders not to do anything sexual to her and gave her water to drink and let her use the washroom to eliminate any mess that may occur. They refuse to let her clean herself off making her it back down immediately afterwards tying her back down to prevent any attempt to escape. Sitting in silence, she thinks about the days past and how she had gotten herself into this situation and all that has happened to her since she was captured. She wishes she had information that she could confess to so she could end this nightmare but nothing she could tell them would get her to a satisfying result. Suddenly, she hears a door open and closing followed by the sound of the door locking. She sees the man again wearing the mask he had on yesterday before he left. He walks over to the camera mount and places the camera on the tripod and connects it to the tv monitor again before pressing record. He has a paper in his hand this time as he sits next to her and beings to read it out loud. “Jackie – Lynn Thomas, Age 35. Married to Billy Edward Thomas. No Children. Parents Edith and Ron Jennings from Jacksonville, Florida. Sings in the church choir every Sunday. Volunteers weekly at the local food bank and works full time at a mom and pop’s corner store. Seems like you’re a pretty standard southern girl. It’s a pity that you got yourself into this …
Confessions of a Small Town Girl 3
After that night in Ben's Truck, our relationship took a big turn. It seemed every time we were together, I ended up with his penis in my mouth. I also started looking at other guys at school, and wondered how it would feel to have their penis in my mouth. I was becoming an addict, and I was so embarrassed and ashamed of myself. What kind or person was I turning it to? Almost every night now, especially if Ben and I had not been together, I was masturbating. I was so addicted to it, I could not sleep unless I had at least one orgasm. Sometimes once wasn't enough and I would orgasm two or three times before my body and mind would relax enough so I could sleep. I had explored my body enough to where I knew where to rub and achieve the fastest orgasms, but sometime I would lay there and tease my clitoris, and it was those times that my orgasms were the strongest. Eventually, the latter of the two became the norm. I would only rush my orgasms, when I was short on time. Lauren and I were still best friends and her birthday was approaching. She talked her mom into letting her and some of her friends go to the mall and have a sleep over. She invited several girls, including me, to her party. Her mom picked us up from school on a Friday and we drove the forty-five minutes to the mall. We shopped, ate and of course innocently flirted with guys, then ended the night at the movie theater. When the movie was over, Lauren's cousin, Carla picked us up and drove us to Lauren's house. Once …