I don't know how long I was out to it for as I slowly drifted back to life with someone touching me. I awoke and found that my stepfather was removing me from my bindings and helping me to my feet. He put his arm around my waist and helped me to another part of the garage to a small bathroom. I found it difficult to stand as I was ushered inside.
"Now listen to me."
"I want you showered and then you are to put those things on," as he pointed to the small table.
"I want you to do your makeup and hair and I'll be back to check on you soon."
" Oh and don't get any smart idea' s about escaping or not doing as your told."
"You don't want your mother to suffer some pain do you?"
He closed the door and locked it leaving me alone. I sat on the toilet and needed to relieve myself,as my pussy was still sore from the rape earlier. My mind wandered back and I thought about how my stepfather's brother had used me. I flushed the toilet and then entered the small shower cubicle. I let the water stream down and wash his sweat and his seed from my body. It covered myself with soap and the water helped relax me. I began to sob as I continued to wash my body. I slowly turned the water off and took the towel drying myself.
The hair drier look little time to dry my long hair and I was soon applying my makeup. I use the foundation then some eyeliner and the peach eye shadow that was there. Next came some lip liner and there was little choice in lipstick being only pink there. Finally I applied some lips gloss and then made my way to the things, which had been provided. There was a pair of black lace tops stockings and a black suspender belt. On the floor was a pair of black patient leather stilettos with a 6'' heel. As I slipped them on I looked at myself in the large mirror and soon realised that I now looked like some cheap hooker. The door opened and my stepfather took my wrist and led me back along the corridor to another room. As I entered there was a large bed in the centre of it where my mother sat dressed as I was except that her things were red and she wore a bra but no panties. Her glazed eyes and the smile on her face told me that she had been drugged. As I tensed my stepfather placed a small glass vile under my nose and ordered me to inhale. It was that same sweet smelling liquid I had smelt before and I was soon feeling its effects.
I began to feel heavy and my stepfather steered me to the bed. I moved to where my mother was and she took my hand.
"Hi baby," she said as she drew me to her.
"They promised they would hurt you if you do what they want."