The thrill of being totally nude against a backdrop of concrete, only served to titillate my sexual awakening, the stark contrast of warm soft flesh, ...nd cold hard concrete, gave me a budding sense of sexual eroticism, an awakening that saw me touch myself, lay down in the centre and masturbate, a mixture of indecent exposure, fear of being caught, and a massive rush of desire, of wanting to be caught, yes that was it, I might not be the complete woman, but my desires were so strong, the. She clearly wanted to, but she didn’t molest me. I think that she was gay myself, Master,” Rachel said, before realizing how conversational and familiar she had gotten with her owner and abruptly tensing up in fear of his possible wrath.“Don’t worry! I like the news and I enjoy hearing you speak when you’re not being dull or vain or insolent. You still addressed me as ‘Master, ‘ which is an excellent indicator that you know your place. Besides, it’s not your ass that I’m after at the moment.. And suddenly, I realized inside that dark hall I felt my husband’s cousin’s hands touching my hands. I felt goosebumps and my heartbeat was racing. I didn’t know what to do as I wanted to be pampered too.I kept my hand on his hand and he slowly started moving his fingers on my hand. Slowly, his hand slipped onto my thighs over my salwar and slowly, he was caressing my thighs. I could feel my panty getting wet.After the movie ended, we were having dinner at the food court when I asked him. He stands there for a moment admiring her perfectly formed back and ass and thinks to himself that it looks a wonderful canvass for the blade to play on, but he knows he dare not. There is time enough for that. He takes hold of the girl's bound hands and she cries in pain as he pulls her roughly to a sitting position. He puts his face close to the hers, the stench of his breath enough to make her retch, he says gruffly "Wait here poppet, Master will be here soon enough." With that he wrenches.