He hit on me, flirted with me. He bought me drinks all night. We danced dirty, grinding on each other. I didnt see harm in it. I knew my fiancé,...had his party that night so I figured why shouldnt I have a little fun? But it went from harmless flirting to something else. He had been slipping roofers into my drinks all night. Then I told him I was ready to go home. He offered to take me and so did my maid of honor. I wasnt in my right mind and I knew something was going to happen if I let. I had also applied a bold makeup with dark lipsticks and shiner, my face was glowing . My breasts were heaving gently inside my blouse on which lay my mangalsutra.Sir came at about 7.30 the moment I opened the door he stared at me gape mouth. After welcoming him Deepak handed him a drink and then made some excuse to leave the house. I closed the door and then went and sat next to Dr. Katkar. Dr. Katkar took in the way my flat tummy peeked beneath my saree pallu and the way my breasts were. ”She took the torch, surprisingly heavy and solid, and frowned. “Have a look where?”He bit back a noise when she wrapped in her slender fingers around that flashlight. He flicked his chin and cleared his throat which was suddenly a little tighter than before. “The back of the machine. Shine the light into the gap at the wall and look down.”She assessed the situation. The shelves to the right and the left were heavy, solid wood. The one on the left was even screwed to the wall, so there was. On to her wrists I snapped the handcuffs."What's this?" she said, "get these off me."This time, when I dumped her on the sofa she stayed put, unable to fight me off."Now, little sister, are you going to be sensible and tell me what I want to know or am I going to find out for myself?" I said."What are you going to do?" she asked her eyes as big as saucers."Tell me how big your tits are?" I asked."What? No, never," she said."Ok, I'm sure it says the size in your bra somewhere," I said."No, you.