He was handsome,tall and now I knew starkly resembled his father.We were travelling from Agra ,heading towards Lucknow a distance of 360-370 kms and n...turally given the settings the journey seemed getting even longer.The three men keeping quiet in the presence of a bride in the car.My Husband seemed to be fast asleep tired by previous night's rituals ,so was my father in law.Even i was tired,but even more tiring was the paraphernalia that i was wearing, a heavy bridal saree,heavy necklaces. Many blows and much hard and degrading labour lie ahead of you. But you will come to love your life here, all the same."Francine was not put out by this. Degradation was what she had been fantasizing about since she had read that book. And she longed to be put to work and tested. What she hated was been secured like this, starved and deprived of fluid day after day in the searing heat.The four new and freshly groomed Slaves had been put on a display stand and the prospective bidders were. Within 2 minutes I had multiple responses. I ended up making plans they a guy more than twice my age. His profile turned me on more than the younger guys. I was going to meet him that night at a hotel. I didn't know what to expect because I had never even kissed a man. I was hoping would get to stroke his cock. Maybe even give it a kiss. I had my fingers crossed.I go to his room and knock. He opened the door and told me to come in. I was attracted to him instantly. I was going to tell him he. She kept twisting them very gently. It was soothing. She kept up that push pull vibrating smooth approach to invading me. My head tilted back; I let out a long low moan, “EEeeeuuuuwoooooooh,” that came from the deep as we stood out on the highway. She had entire control of my mid section. I was eyes closed facing the sun and slumped back over her work. What an odd display it must have been for any passer by. I didn’t care. Fuck them if they didn’t like it. I was in, completely. Curse the old.