Mujhe aurat bane rahe ne mehi khushi milti hai.K (giving me a naughty smile) : Sirf aurat ?Me: Oh no..!! I love to be your sissy bitch mistress. (I re...lly got excited)K : Mujhe yeh pahelesehi patata tha. Even before it had all started.Me : kya (quite surprised) ?K: (serious looks) : Tumhe kaya lagta hai,tum mere kapre use karo ge aur mujhe pata bhi nehi chalega ? (paused for a while) Doubt toh mujhe pahele sehi tha but i was not sure.Me : Firr ?K(continued) : Par ekdin jab mai apne kuch kapre. " Decision? Bas I need you." Her dazed eyes tried to focus on him.Damn it, she's already entered the second tier. Now I've got to complete it."Shh, I'll take care of you." He thumbed her nipple through her t-shirt. Her answering moan reverberated along the slender threads of their joining. Inhaling sharply, he fought the need to claim her without any preliminaries. No, I won't do it. She deserves more! With trembling hands, he pulled her shirt over her head. Dipping his head, he captured one. The message from Martin was to bring the bikini, and that a "black man" would be at the bus station to pick you up.You had never met a black man before, and were surprised to hear that your brother would have a black friend. Nonetheless, you welcomed the plan as an opportunity to expand your horizons and meet new people yourself. You hoped that a black would be friendly to a petite little blonde girl like yourself.And so that Friday night you set off to see your brother in a faraway city, after. I actually wanted it to happen even though I shuddered at the thought, it was something I could not control. It could be put down to the alcohol I had consumed, but I knew it was something else as well, a feeling of not being in control of anything that was done to me. It was that, which I had always craved. Turning towards the back and passing the camera to Simon, I moaned as I felt a rough hand grab at my breast with fingers pulling and twisting my nipple. I turned back to see the taxi driver.