More hours passed. She lost track of time. The door opened again.

"Water!" she croaked. "Maybe tomorrow." The door closed again.

Finally the door opened again. The lights in the room went on. She tried to get out of bed only to fall on the floor. She cried in misery.

The three men came into the room staring down at the weeping girl. "I think we can start now" one said.

White brought a bucket of water into the room and set it on the floor. Amy saw it and lunged forward, only to be shoved back by the black man. He grabbed her by the hair and forced her onto her knees.

"Okay watch this." White said.

"Do you want some water Amy?" he asked.

She nodded her head frantically, staring fixedly at the bucket.

"If you want some water, you have to do what we tell you. Do you understand Amy?" he asked. She nodded again, her eyes never leaving the bucket. White skinned off his pants and stuck his cock into the water, splashing some on his balls and groin.

"Suck this Amy. Suck this and you'll get water." he told her.

She felt the wetness against her lips and opened them greedily. Her mouth closed around the cock, sucking desperately at the moisture. Her yearning tongue slid all over the cock and rotted up around his balls and groin. Her mouth was so dry, it had the effect of drying off his cock.

He dipped it in the bucket again and pushed the now hardened organ at her. He repeated the process a dozen times, then let the black and then Manuel do it. Finally White cupped a double handful of water before her and let her mouth sink into them as she desperately sucked up the liquid.

Before they left, he dumped the bucket of water on the desiccated girl, soaking her. She flopped around trying to lick it off the floor before it dribbled through the cracks and disappeared. The door slammed shut again, and the light went off.

She licked as much water from the floor and her body as she could, even wringing her hair into her mouth. It all amounted to a tiny amount though, and she was far from being sated. The day wore on in the stifling room. Amy's mouth was as bone dry as before and getting worse. Her lips were cracked from dryness, and her head was dazed and her body shivered.