As he crossed the road to his student accommodation’s front-gate, he noticed a slim young woman walking towards the same place, though from the insi...e. He hurried across the grey, cracked pavement and unlocked the gate. He opened it quickly, and stepped to one side, allowing the girl to pass him by. The rain never seemed to reach her, instead avoiding her as if it wouldn’t dare to destroy the appearance of this person. She wore dark jeans, slim-fitting but not tight, and a thick, parker coat. They soon squeezed through the jam-packed crowd that had thronged the entire stretch of the long platform and all the way she could see quite a few placards to catch the attention of several other delegates. She was led to a luxury bus standing a bit far away from the Terminus. The bus eventually began creeping after picking up a few more delegates through the heavy traffic of the dynamic commercial city. After a good thirty minutes or so, the bus finally reached a posh hotel on Bandra. Lakhan Seth seemed pretty inconsiderate towards his wife because a little later I smelt a lot of smoke from bidis which the men must’ve been smoking. Juhiya didn’t seem comfortable with all that smoke while bearing a child in arm, so she was told to sit in the back seat with me. Lakhan Seth didn’t seem to even bother letting his wife sit with a stranger in the partitioned back seat. Juhiya came and sat next to me as there was no other place with loads of parcels stuffed together with me. There. " Yes, Mistress, do I get dressed now, too?" No, Diana, as long as I am home you are to be naked at all times unless your are told to dress." Sorry, Mistress." It's OK sweets, you have only been here three days." She kissed her and caressed one of her breasts. "I want the naked bodies of my sex slaves, available for my visual pleasure, every second that I am here. Now, go and dress your big sister. Diana got up and leaned across the table assuming the spanking positions. Marg paddled her black.