~Why can't I resist? ~ Julie thought. ~Is it the d**gs or am too scared? ~Before she could focus her mind upon resistance, however, her bracelets were...simply clipped to the chains dangling from the ceiling. Julie felt the pull of the chains on the hoist as her hands were lifted above her head, but allowing her feet to remain on the floor, leaving her helpless before any retribution imposed by William."Rebellion in Brookdale comes with severe sanctions, bitch." William's words were uttered. We drove to her place and it was an independent house. A residential area so not crowded and silent. She invited me in and I decline initially, but then she directly told me that her husband isn’t in town and she’ll get bored any which way, so why not I give her company for a while. I agreed in a hesitant manner and we went in. She asked me if I wanted anything and I declined.She showed me around her house and we ended up sitting in her bedroom. There were pictures of her husband and her framed. An hour later the auto turned into my colony and stopped in front of my house. ‘How much, bhaiya?’ ‘One hundred twenty five rupees,’ the driver replied after a brief glance at the meter on the side of the auto. Not bothering to check it myself I paid him and stepped out of the auto. My opening of the gate was accompanied by the noisy re-starting of the rickshaw that went a bit further, turned around and passed me on its way. I wondered if my family would notice how different I felt, whether. He told me do you wanna fuck or else. I said no because I had stopped because I had stopped doing gay stuff like six months ago and had no intentions in bottoming again. But then this is where the blackmailing began and he started off by talking about very personal stuff that I would never tell to anyone that I have not been friends with for years so I was very scared because this random guy has a video of me shaking my ass, riding a dildo and jacking off. At first I tried acting dumb, that.