When he says we’re going to start at the beginning, he wasn’t kidding. This is virgin territory for us and I’m now his captive prize.
A few yards into the woods, Jud orders me stop and pee, so like the dutiful slut I’ve become in the last hour, I crouch and spread my legs. Little did I realize how badly I needed to go until the stream of yellow piss passes from me and soaks into the ground at my feet. Studying the wet ground, I realize that the boots are probably a good thing. Maybe it’s my naked butt I should be worried about as it hovers precariously over a thorny bush.
My captor hustles me along and I’m quickly back in the truck, inside my cage, realizing that my mind is such a blur that I hardly noticed anything about the man who took me prisoner. I remember only his paunchy chest,
