Me: Kya baat hai Rahul? Kuch dino se main dekh raha hu, tu bohut absent-minded ho gaya hai. Apne bimari ke bare mein soch raha hai?Rahul: Nahi bro, ma...ne se main nahi darta. Bass mera ek afsosh rahe gaya.Me: Kya? Baatana.Rahul: Kuch nahi yar, chhod.Me: Tu firse kuch chupa raha hai? Rahul, we are the best buddy. Hum humesha ekdusre se har cheez share karte the, toh aaj aisa kya hua ki tujhe har baat mujhse hide karna par raha hai?Rahul: Ab tujhse kya chupana dost, tujhe toh sab pata hai. Bachpan. He let go of her ass with one hand and with his fullforce slapped her ass with resounding thump. Again, Again. Her ass reddened as let go with a barrage of slaps.“Dad, stop him, stop him Please. “ “AHHHHHHHHHHHH.”“Stop you fucking Bastard.” Screamed Kelsey sounding more desperate. “Daddy please help me, Dad.”My little slut daughter was begging for me to save her. “I grabbed her hair with one hand and looked her in the eye.”“Sorry Baby, we got the rent to Pay.” “Come on Baby, take that. So you can't hold it in?" Mistress, please, I am really just at the point of no return and Idon't want to make a mess, I am so very sorry."Someone on the bed says, "Belle, you are already up, just untie hir,the gear is really expensive." Fuck me. Okay."A very groggy Belle does have knowledge regarding bondage gear, sheunbinds me fairly quickly. Then the blood comes flowing back into mylimbs and goddess does it hurt. I whimper and gasp, but try to staysilent. I can't stand, so I drag myself. The exterior of the building was something of a disappointment, its façade presenting itself in soot stained brick. Inside it was even less inspiring, and I had to climb two flights of creaking wooden stair before arriving at a door marked, ‘The House of Marguerite.’ On entering, I found myself to be in a large room, the walls of which were made up largely of mirrors. Very distracting to see one’s self in images apparently disappearing into infinity. However, there was an air of sophistication.