I was as rigid as I could possibly be. I wanted to tell them but I felt myself so much in the possession of these mysterious masked women that I chose...to wait and see what they were going to do next.An instant later I found out. I saw black object descend from the ceiling on two chains. It was a cylinder of what appeared to be leather; about a foot tall, with metal studs, loops and straps. I watched intrigued as both my captors opened the many straps and catches and maneuvered it towards me.. She decided that the half slips had too much material and they would be uncomfortable so she settled for the full slip. When she put it on I could see that it was about 1/8 inch too long for the dress. For some reason it was showing at the back and not at the front. I decided that I would not tell her and see what happened. She did not notice and went off.When she returned the slip was still showing the same amount.It was pleasing that for the next year each Guide night she wore the same dress,. Her name is Rekha and hr age is 36 but she does not look a day above 30. Her figure is 34-24-36. I love her ass and always dreamt of fucking her hard. Well I finally got my chance. One time when my mom and dad had gone on a month trip to a holy place I had to stay back as I had my CET exam. Well so I was staying at my aunt’s place.Well in my aunt’s house they were just her and her husband. My uncle was a civil engineer and had a business of construction spread all over India and so he used to. As he made his way back over to the salt summoning circle, he was careful not to disturb the pieces of bark that made up the protective triangle, stepping gingerly into its confines. If even one of those chalk lines was slightly out of place, it might expose him to demonic attack. His armor of wards had to be flawless, as it was the only thing standing between him and hostile entities that could make a meal out of his soul. After his encounter with Vapula, he had learned firsthand that not all.