The girls woke up on the floor of an old wooden house, and there were 4 indian men watching them.
Just then, a little elderly indian woman in her 80's came inside.
"Ah good, they're awake." said the old woman.
"What do you want with us?" asked demi nervously.
"You trespassed! You think you can get away with that, silly girl?" said the old woman as she walked over to Demi who was lying down on her back, and patted her bare tummy, which made her gasp and suck in her tummy.
"Now, get up and let me examine you." said the old lady.
Demi was shocked and disgusted. "Examine me!? Why!?" she asked.
"Don't ask questions young lady, you let me examine you or else these men will hurt your friends!" said the old lady.
Demi thought she didn't have a choice so she stood up like the old woman wanted.
The old woman went behind Demi and placed a hand on her neck and began stroking it.
Demi giggled and said "Hey, what are you doing?"
"You are a very pretty girl." said the old woman as her hand moved down to rub Demi's cleavage.
Demi looked wide eyed at the old gnarled hands touching her like this and was creeped out, but she didn't want the men to hurt her friends so she just stood there.
The old woman then suddenly reached around Demi with both hands and grabbed her boobs, making Demi yelp with shock.
Both hands then ran down her ribs and stopped at Demi's tummy.
Demi's heart sped up as she wondered why the old woman stopped there, and hoped the hands would go somewhere else since she's very ticklish there.
The old hands began to gently knead Demi's tummy slowly and Demi burst into giggles and pushed the hands away.
"Silly girl! Now your friends are going to be hurt!" said the old woman, a frown on her ugly wrinkled face.
"No! I'm sorry! Please give me another chance!" pleaded Demi.
"Oh alright. But this is your last chance!" said the old woman as she went in front of Demi and placed both her wrinkled hands on Demi's tummy again.
"Oh no, not that again!" Demi thought.
The hands began to rub all over Demi's tummy and Demi blushed and tried to hold in the giggles but they came out anyway.
The old lady then reached one hand out and squeezed Demi's lower tummy, making her squeal and jump back.
"Hmmm... One of you, hold her." said the old woman as one of the men came and went behind Demi and grabbed hold of both her arms.
The old lady began to knead all over Demi's soft tummy with both her hands and Demi couldn't stop giggling and squirming in the mans grip so much he was worried he couldn't hold her.
The old lady then wriggled a finger into Demi's belly button making her squeal and jump.
The bony old finger began wriggling inside Demi's belly button and poor Demi was hysterical with giggles and got out of the mans grip.
Demi then thought that they might have a chance if they just run.
"You shouldn't have done that young lady..." said the old woman.
"Oh shut up you creepy old pervert! Guys, let's just run!" said Demi.
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