“I’m going to make you very sorry for your bad behaviour today and then you’re going to bed.” Rosie Benson ran her left hand up and down Katie...Hartwall’s back.“I want you to turn around and take your hands off your head. You will then take all of your clothes off – place them on the armchair and then stand facing the sofa.” Rosie touched Katie’s bottom that was covered by her grey skirt.“Do you understand me, you naughty little girl?” the ex-Head Girl snapped.“Yes, Head Girl,” she answered. She called me after 2 days, invited me to her home at indira nagar during the day time when her mom goes to work…And her mom works in a courier service from 10.30 morning to 5.30pm…I was very eager to meet bindhu n hoping we would end up in good sex..As I was new to bangalore, next morning at 11am she rang me and directed the routes to reach her home…And I been to the right place where she lives… It’s a apartment and seen kids playing on the ground…She was standing outside the gate to welcome. "Good girl," he chided. "But I fear not good enough. Not quite yet. There's still a bad streak in you."He crossed the darkened room and picked up a candle, the flame flickering in the gloom as he brought it back and held it at eye level between them. Heather struggled against the tie, shaking her head, eyes wide. Her arms ached but her body was on fire. She'd never felt anything like it. A glow burning in her centre and spreading to every pore. Somehow, she wanted what Bob was about to do, yet. Then he spread my arms and legs to the four corners and secured them gently with soft ties. A blindfold was put over my eyes. He knew I loved it when I had to anticipate what was going to happen. I felt secure in his hands. He kissed me lightly and I could hear him as he moved around the room. I could not tell what he was doing by the sounds, but my imagination was running a little wild. That was the whole reason for the blindfold, and he knew it. My thoughts were crazy as I heard him shuffle.