Our family was also always having an eye on us. But I knew that she was in love with me. Last December, me and my mother had gone to their house at co...hin. I was very happy to see her. She was wearing a pavada dhavani made of mundum vesti cloth. Diya was looking great in that dress. Her breast was poking her dress. She became aware that I was looking her breast. She tried to hide it from me and started discussing about her studies. She was in the 12th std and good in studies. I also did not. This was turning me on, here I was actually chatting to a real person. It was happening to fast, I thought I must slow down. She was saying how much she was enjoying me sucking and licking her clit, I asked her if she would like to fuck me. She then went into great detail of how she would use and abuse me if we ever met. I ended up a gibbering wreck, I needed to meet her. I asked if we could meet, it seemed an age before she answered. YES, my heart leapt, my brain said no,my cum covered cock. It was only Saturday afternoon, and I was missing her in a big way. I was lounging on the couch watching the hockey game, but my mind kept drifting off to her. It was weird; my whole body ached for her. Restless, I got up and went to our bedroom and opened the closet door. I let my hands drift across her suits hanging in the closet, feeling the soft silks and imagining her in them. I pulled them close to my face and took in the faint scent she left behind. It made me want her more accutely.I. With one hand I tied the handcuffs around her wrists and pulled her into the dark alley. I was finished in 15 fifteen seconds flat and with one more look to make sure no one saw I pulled her still struggling form into the back of my open van. Closing the door and locking it behind me I tied her ankles together and watched the drug take affect. First her eyelids droop before she went limp. I quicky tied her wrist ankles and waist to the manacles attached to the bottom of the floor of the van as.