Asrah was guided onto the coach, where she saw many men pointing large guns at her. She was taken directly to the back, where her new Master sat with ...er. The coach set off, and the men continued to point the large guns at her.“At ease, all of you,” the man said. “She cannot do anything without my permission, and anyway, your bullets could not harm her in the slightest.” The men lowered their weapons, which did little to put Asrah at ease. Though she had to admit, being forbidden to use magic. When I got round his dad answered the door and invited me in so we sat down and talked for a little while. After about 10 minutes my friends mother came back home from doing some errands and we all continued to sit talking in the living room. This brought back a lot of memories as I used to go round and play computer games with him and try to watch for his mother coming home from work. She worked as an accounts manager in one of the local hospitals so frequently wore skirt suits and pantyhose. I shouted him aht r u doing? R u gone mad. I am u r sister not to do for me please I tried to ran away from the room. But he came behind and hugged tightly and taken in his hand and went to bed and thrown me on the bed. I fallen on the bed, he tried to remove my saree but it fully torn reveling my boobs and navel fully. I resisted and tried to ran, he slapped me hardly I fell aside.He came near to me and tied my hands and legs with saree only to the bed. Then he left me and went outside I am. Fir humari baat honi suru ho gai,Kuch din aise hi formal baate hoti rahi aur fir hum roj din var chatting karne lage fir ek din maine usse kaha ki “if you dun mind can v pls chat on whatsapp? If yes then msg me there” aur apna mobile number use de diya. Din var koi chatting nai hui par raat karib 9pm ko uska msg aa hi gaya, aur aise humari dosti ki train station se nikalne ko taiyaar ho gai. Unhi dino uske bf se uska v breakup hua tha jo usne mujhse whatsapp pe hi share kiya tha fb me nai batai.