”“Eli?”“Yes, are you alright, Duncan?”“Eli?”“Yes, it’s me, Duncan ... it’s Eli. Are you alright?”“Eli?”Eli looked at Duncan�...�s head where the blood had clotted and dried in his hair. He had a big knot on his head and a deep cut.“Who hit Marshal Duncan?” he said turning to Larry and Joe Parkins.“It wasn’t me Marshal, it was Larry. He hit him and knocked him cold.”“Joe was with me though and he didn’t say not to hit him.”“Yeah, but you’re the one who hit him.”“Shut up before I kill you both.. Usne dhire dhire speed badhani suru ki or fir teji se chodne laga mummy ah ah ah chod chod chod sale chodLadkiyo ki gaand k diwane kahne lagi wo bola ladki nahi aapki gaand ka diwana kaho or chodta raha wo mummy k dudh pine laga tej chodne laga pure kamre se chapak chapak ki aawaje aane lagi mummy bhi aah aah chod de kah kah k chudwne me mast thiTabhi wo bola aunty tei chut to mast hai aditi ki chut ko chone ki badi iksha hai wo lund lene laayak ho chuki hai mai ye sun k chok gai k mummy boli. Do you fucking understand?”.Amrita was too shocked to say anything. He gripped her more tightly and it started to hurt her. He asked again, “Do you fucking understand?”“Yes.. yes..I do” said Amrita. She never knew this is what she wanted. She always thought she wanted to be in control but the thought of someone having control over her, someone possessing her had never crossed her mind. She just loved being free to be used.She was enjoying the pain. It felt liberating. Aman let go of her hand. After paying her I was back in my car and heading home. The sun was almost down and it would be dark soon. I pulled into my garage and hurried into my bedroom. I tossed the bag on my bed and hurriedly removed my clothes. I tried on the slutty dress first. I looked in the mirror, and I didn't believe it was me. I looked like the whores that you see in movies and in TV programs. I really am good looking and built. The dress barely covered my ass, so I reached up, and I could see my pubic hair. If.