Full top half and alittle of the sides of the breasts are showing. The dramatic curvebetween my waist and hips announces to the world that my body is...nquestionably female. I turn to see the back and feel the barelysupported breasts sway. Ass sticking out. This suit lifts my bunsand separates them to clearly shape and define the cleft between mybutt cheeks. The top and bottom edges of the bikini cut littleindentations into the soft flesh of my hips and thighs. In front, Ican almost see the. But mainly, he savored the look of defeat evident in her face. She had learned a great deal in the last two hours. He had plans to teach her much more.Diana was barely conscious now. She felt only a sensation of burning fullness in her ass which combined with the pain from her arm muscles and tortured nipples to drive conscious thoughts out of her brain. She couldn't think; she could only feel the pain and humiliation consuming her. When the first few men had sodomized her, her mind could not. The story takes places in Kuwait in 2007.Marrissa, an indonesian house-maid that used to work for my family was always the naughtiest of the housemaids, as she was more forward and wasn't afraid to ask questions or speak her mind. She looked pale with the typical indonesian woman nose feature and cheeks. Her cheeks were high up and made her smile look better. She had shoulder length black hair and looked around 30s. ( found out later she was 38 or 42, I forgot) While other maids where quiet and. Some taught Sunday School.Feeling guilty, she examined the photos more closely. She'd never seen anything like them in her sheltered life. If she'd just stuffed them back in the folder she would have avoided the most sickening shock, but she kept looking at the lewd scenes. It was the same man in each picture, she concluded, even though his face was never shown. And then she saw the little scar on the man's thigh. Oh no! The man was her father. She was sure of it.Now, as her father waved his.