As his hands continue to explore, I push my breasts into his face. He takes hold of my nipple and bites it gently. Then he stops, takes my hand, and t...kes me to the bedroom. He asks if everything is still in the same place and I nod at him. He takes the shackles he gave as a present and ties my hands to the bed. Then he blindfolds me. I can only hear and feel it. He whispers in my ear that I can't do anything now, I’m in his control, and starts kissing me, my ear, my neck, my nipples. His hands. All of it had filtered through my mind like a screening of mankind's greatest horror stories or cheesy horror movies.I should have known better. We weren't dealing with a man. And women have long been known as the creators of the worst atrocities.With revulsion choking me, we walked into a room Elizabeth Bathory, the Blood Countess, would have felt at home in.The once-white tiles of the floor, walls and ceiling were encrusted with untold amounts of blood and gore that the water hose in one. She gave me a hint that she was ready for my member to ravage her pussy. I slowly pushed my member into her, as I was unsure that, I was ready for the plunge. But then this was Sanika and age had matured her quite well. She was calm but made her intentions clear that she wanted me to thrust.I went for the kill and pushed my member, till our pelvis hit each other. This made her gasp for breath. Her tight pussy stretched my foreskin back. My cock started throbbing to the release of her juices.. I was noticing a couple standing along with me, they both seems to be from a middle class family but the thing that was attracting me was her blue shining salwar kameez . She was a perfect sexy girl with right curves in her body. Soon a van arrives and me along with so many other people rush to catch a seat in it. That couple also was standing for long and they both too ruch to catch a seat but so many people want ot board the same cab and i somehow manage to get in the back seat of the cab (4.