.peeche karne laga aur babu ji ab bahut josh me aa chuke the idhar meri bhi haalat khraab hoti ja rahi thi main bhi apni choochiyon ko kapdo ke upar s... hi masalne lagi thi aur choot me bhi khujli hone lagi thi ji kar raha tha ki bas darwaaja tod kar fauran hi babu ji ka mota dande aisa luda apni choot me dhaswa loon. Ab babu ji reshu se bole beta isse pahle ki main jhad jaaun main apna paani iski gaand me giraana chahta hoon to reshu bola babu ji maine iski gaand ko poori taraah se taiyaar kar. “Do not break out of your restraints again. You are weak.”Yes, this she knew. Her weakness was her virtue. She was worth nothing but her obedience. She put her arms back and heard the sound of zip ties strapping her arms back to whatever she was lying on.“Your obedience will be rewarded.”She recognized him, he was a coworker, “Doctor Windsor?”“Silence. Do not speak unless prompted, beta.”Doctor Windsor was a kind and gentle man, a welcoming man, now he was scolding her like some evil jailer.. “The Chaplain’s okay,” Etty assured her. “I’ve talked to him before, you know.”Candy looked at Bill. Her bottom lip, which had been wobbling a little, firmed. “I’ll be okay with the Mate,” she said positively.The Chaplain, when he arrived, was almost a caricature. Medium height, but very thin, with wispy silvery hair and beard.“Hello, Bernadette. Good to see you again, and looking very well.”“Thank you, sir. I’m going by ‘Etty’ now. This is my friend Candy Stillson, soon to be First Wife when. I started standing beside a different guy each time I returned with a drink. Each time a hand would slide onto my cock and give me a quick feel. Even with me distracting the guys, the host was still having bad luck. He was almost out of money again and about to fold when Tom suggested that he could bet my thong to stay in the game. Before he could even ask me, I slid them off and tossed them into the center of the table. The host lost again and said "well guys, I'm out of money so I guess we'll.