It was a quiet night at hostel. All were busy preparing for placements and I came up with a plan. For obvious reasons, I could not fuck any of the peo...le near my college. Since I knew places in Mumbai, I decided to go to a brothel far away from my college. I took a taxi and stopped it 1 km before the brothel and decided to walk rest of the route.As I was walking, zillions of thoughts entered my mind. I was extremely scared. Every step I took I pictured a black ugly man penetrating me with all. So I got to do a lot of borderline things with her like wrestle, horseplay, piggyback rides, and it was totally normal (albeit hot). More often than not, the group of us would hang out at Karens house, it was the most chill place. Every now and then Id get a minute alone and Id snatch a pair of her panties. I took about 5 pairs and 1 bra (bras arent as fun) in total. From what I saw, she probably only had about 20-25 pairs, so 5 pairs missing is pretty noticable I imagine. But I was really. My hair and make-up were perfect and I looked like a girl “on the hunt” and maybe down deep I was. Brenda showed me the lay of the land; there were obviously gay men there some feminine and some super masculine. There were some real “hunks” there. Brenda introduced me to some of her friends and let them know I was just there for a drink and that I was straight. A few of her manly girlfriends said “good thing Brenda said you were just curious, or I would fuck you in a minute”. Then I saw Jane,. The slave wagon stops just long enough for them to remove us. After we are cuffed to the beam to the left of the makeshift courtroom, one of our two arresting dyke cops comes over to what appears to be either a bailiff or jailer and tells her that we are captured escaped slaves. Then our dyke jailer comments that she better get two more crosses ready.Just as the jailer finishes teasing us about needing two more crosses, we hear the girl standing in front of the lezzie Judge scream."No, you.