Ashley stared in horror at the photo shown before. A horror formed mostly from the fact that this man had been watching not only herself, but her entire family for who knows how long. Another helping of fear came from knowing this group likely considered taking Jessica instead of herself. The last, deepest pit of despair was a sinking feeling this might be the last time she ever saw a picture of her sister, unless they continued to torture her with them. She wondered what other pictures they had of her sister, or even of Ashley herself.

Again Eric placed his hand in her, and she could feel her stomach turn. The faux gentleness of the touch only added to her distaste for him. He hadn't answered her though. Transition to what? She had a few ideas, but they terrified her too much to speak aloud. She wondered what kind of training they wanted her to do. Wasn't it enough they could rape her as they wished? What more did they want?

The other slave girl's tongue continued it's work within her young body and as she was forced to stare at her sister's smiling face, she knew what she had to do. If they didn't get what they wanted from her, they would go after Jessica, she had no doubt. If she played along though....hopefully they would leave her family be. Her sister would never know such torment. It was all she had to hope for.

Closing her eyes so she at least wouldn't have to look at him as she spoke, Ashley meekly replied, "please, don't hurt Jessica. I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt her." She faltered for only a moment before continuing. "I-I'm a whore," she said at last with a steady, if quiet voice. "I need to cum. Please let me cum."