High School in 1979. Deland is a small town just west of Daytona Beach Florida. Last week I was surfing the web and came across one of those class reu...ion websites.The only reason I mention this is, it is a very small world. Fifteen years after I graduated High School, I was working as a Contractor at the US Naval Air Station, Sigonella, Italy. Sigonella is a very small base, but because of its location right in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea it is also one of the more US Naval Bases in. Since both the school and its locationseemed to be, at least in my eyes, ideal, it was very odd that theyweren't touting their facility every chance they had.That made me suspicious.Closing my laptop, I leaned back in my chair and stretched out the kinksthat had formed in my back and shoulders from hunching over the computerfor so long. A quick glance at the time told me I'd been going over allof this information for four hours without even realizing it. A lowgrowl in my stomach also reminded. Maine usse milne ki zid ki pahle to woh nahi maani fir bahut request ke baad usne milne ko haan bola fir main uske bataye huwe pate pe usse milne pahuncha. Usko dekhte hi mere pure sharir mein lahar si daud uthi woh ultimate figure wali ladki thi boobs size 34 D se kam nahi honge usne salwar pahan rakha tha jis mein se uske pur sharir ka ang ang khil kar bahar aa raha tha milne pe humne coffee piya uske baad woh chali gayi ab mere Mann mein uske saath sone ka idea aa chuka tha ab jab maine. By now, I knew I had to take off my clothes, just leaving knickers and hold up stockings on, when I got into his porch. Once I was ready to present myself to master, then I would ring the bell. This particular day howeve, the door was on the latch, and I took this as as instruction to just go in. How wrong I wasI walked into the lounge, the scene of so much humiliation and discomfort over the last months, to find my Master sitting in a chair. He looked at me and in a rage said"what the fucking.