One day when I came home from work, there was an electronic letter that showed up on my video screen. Instead of reporting for work the next morning,...I was to report to a specific correctional center in the morning. I was a single guy in my late twenties, and I couldn’t figure out why a woman would file a complaint against me. I thought it was probably a mistake, and I would clear my name once I reported to the correctional facility.When I reported to the facility the next morning, it was a. Aval velaiyaaga sexiyaaga irunthaal, avalai muthal murai paarkum pozhuthe guninthu peruki kondu irunthaal. Jakitil mulai pilavu sexiyaaga therinthu kondu irunthathu.Aval porumaiyaga guninthu peruki kondu irunthaal paarthaal ilamaiyaana pen pola thaan irunthaal. Paarkum pozhuthu aval vayathu 28 aaguvathu pola irukum, ennai muthal murai paarthaal appozhuthu naan avalai yar intha penman endru paarthen.Pinbu paarthu vitu naan net centeruku vanthu viten, velai seithu kondu irukum pozhuthu antha. “If you remember, I could hardly get up off the floor. I wasn’t thinking of a picture.” “I want a picture like that,” she said. “I also need to take some pictures that I can show my girlfriends; something that proves that we were really here.” “I have no idea what you are talking about,” I said. “Pictures that….” She cut me off, jumped off the bed, rummaged around in her bag and brought back a silver ring with a blue oval stone and yellow diamonds on either side. “This is my girlfriend’s. I've become a cocksucking faggit slave. I've been on my knees sucking my Master's cock for the past five days. All I really want is a nice big cock in my mouth. I have to go now and suck some dick. Good bye." She was crying as I hung up the phone. I didn't care. I now totally and completely belonged to my Master and that's all that mattered. I had no will but the will of his cock. We both knew it. I looked at my Master as both of the black guys pointed their incredibly long and hard erections.