Sarah and Emily squealed and moaned in the back of the pickup truck as they were moved down the roads and streets, to a destination unknown. They lost track of the turns, and of the time. Both girls were in constant arousal and fear as the dildos plugging them kept shifting, teasing them with their presence. Their gagged mouths were becoming dry, with the mixture of moaning and the amount of saliva the girls' moths produced. Both girls were also tired from their night of caged moaning and squealing, as they tried to illicit mercy from their captors. Time dragged on in the back of the pickup truck, and the...