First few days passed normally and I really never intended of doing anything wrong with her daughter and till now we are only good friends . One day w...ile leaving her home her mother offered me to come in her car and said that she was also going to market and in midway she will drop me I agreed to sit in her honda city car we started chatting normally and at times I tried to make her smile also she felt very comfortable with me and finally stopped her car near a garden where we sat and aarrti. ”Mustafa bola “yeh kutiya bahut khubsoorat hai…. Iski to choot ko bas chodte hi rahne ka man karta hai.. Sali ki bur mein bas lund ghusa ke rakh do.” Charo jor jor se hansne lage aur raat mein sab ne milkar phir se ek bar mujhe choda. Aur raat ko hi karib 12 baje who log chale gaye aur sumer bol gaya ki vivek aur who khud ab parso aayenge, kyonki who log kahin bahar ja rahe hain.Day 4 in Delhi Subah meri nind 8 baje khul gayi, mein fresh hui aur socha aaj kuch shopping kar longi, meine. To her it had to be the man's fault. It never occurred to her that a woman would be the instigator. She would find out soon enough.Naomi turned and ran to the bedroom and slammed the door in shame."Don't worry Steph, I will handle it. But we should go. I will finish up this last part and email it to you in the morning." Katie replied.She packed up our stuff and went out to the vehicle to head home. "What happened in there, naughty boy?" she asked with a playful smile. I told her in detail. I tried to look around but all I could see was one bright light and a big post in the middle of the room. it had wooden walls and a concrete floor. I could tell the person making the sounds was a woman, because the steps could only be made by high heels. the only thing I wanted to know was 'who was the woman'? After a few minutes the steps stopped a I heard the woman unraveling something, a rope maybe? And that's when the pain came. there was pain all over from my upper back down to my lower.