” “Here here.” I respond sipping the tea. It was helping.We ate and I settled down quite a lot. My ass was still sensitive and my jaw sore when ... chewed but none the worse for wear. We cleaned up the dishes from breakfast and went to sit in the living room. You were scratching your groin and I was scratching my ass. We both laughed again, feeling much more relaxed and comfortable. You look at me, “One more for the road?” and reach into your pants to expose your dick.My ass twitches and I. Any time you don’t follow them a copy of the tape will be sent and you will also be punished.“Number one: You belong to us. We own you. You will do everything and anything we say, no matter what it is, where it is, or who it may be with or in front of.“Number two: You will always address us as Mistress Christina and Mistress Linda, and will answer all questions with a Ma’am at the end. Do you understand so far cunt?”“Y-y-y-e-e-e-e-s-s-s-s-s,” said Tracy.SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, three hard hand. Frozen and with eyes welled with tears, she lied with a timid stillness beneath him. She had never seen a naked man before, or been so close to one. She felt not only fear, but a sinister desire for him. Her nipples hardened under her dress, and her pussy began to feel sensitive and even wet."How old are you?" He inquired."Fifteen..." she stammered. The man's jaw shifted some, "So young ... unbutton your dress." Hesitantly Jonna brought her hands to the small pearl buttons on her dress, and. She rolled me, lifted my T Shirt and started to rub my back.I again blabbered my wife’s name and said, “Bohot din hog aye tune mujhe chuye hue… Aaj mujhe apne pyar se tarbatar kar de jaanu.” Lata could not make head or tail of why I was saying these words. She punched my back very hard and I had to come out of my acting and sat up expressing surprise as to what had happened and why my house is littered? She told me that I was very much drunk and had slept in the hall the whole night and was.