You will call me Master. You will do whatever I want and be used however I see fit. I am going to use you. your ass, your pussy your mouth and your ti...s - as I please. You are nothing but a fucktoy and I intend to pleasure Myself with you. If you feel pain, you deserve it. You will obey me and try your utmost to please me, whatever that entails. You are my slut, and I like you bound and helpless. You need to learn a lesson about torturing men. Do you understand me?" He sat on a chair and stared. Suddenly I found something near my neck.It was the measurement tape,holding by Babuji to measure my blouse.Then he took me up from sofa and made me stand as he was going to measure me.He went to the back of me.I took a deep breath and thought may this situation be normal and thought him as a professional tailor.To my surprise,he kept his hand directly in my belly and told,”Amrita!I need to measure your whole body to stitch a perfect blouse for you”.I nodded my head and he took my saree pallu. If you’re dealing with constipation, you could try laxatives." Violet's eyes widened. "That's a great idea. I never thought of that. Did you purchase some?" My heart was beating like hell and beads of sweat started to form on my forehead."Uhh...I tried to get you some...the pharmacy only had this." I took out the package of the Glycerol I had in my pocket. Violet just stared at the pills. Then she looked at me. "Luke...I don't know how to say this without making this so awkward and weird. But. There are construction supplies everywhere and the place is a mess, but it looks like it’s going to be a fine studio.“Want to see the apartment?” he asked seductively.“Sure, lead on.” I replied following him.We walked up a flight of stairs and into his apartment, which was about 90% complete.“Wow! This place is twice as better as my place, and yours is not even done yet.” I said impressed.“Another few weeks, I’ll be able to move out of James and Jennifer’s home and be here.” He said.“You know.