” He opened a drawer on his desk and retrieved what looked like a high-school history textbook. He opened it, flipped through, and closed it, handin... it to me, “Page 293 is where you need to look.”He didn’t need to tell me what page. I couldn’t open the book. My arms just wouldn’t open the pages. I handed the book back, at which point Dinian opened to what I assumed was page 293, and handed me the open book.Or he tried to, but it slipped out of his hands and landed closed.I realized what was. Ab tak usane pesab karna suru kar diya tha , uska pesab dark yello clour ka tha or uskii khusboo badi mheethi mheethi aa rahi thi, didi ab uskii chikotii katne ke huee dard se usase chut hganyi or aag khadi hno gayi thni or woo sofe pe aapne dono haat phala ke or aapne legs merii gardan se hothe hue , table pe rhakha huaa thaNadeem- ( nerii didi se) chal jaa ke samne kadi ho jaa aaj tere ko tere bhai se hii nangi kar watha hnu.Usane lhag bhag aadha glass pesab kiya tha , uske pesab ko phale tho. "What exactly are you expecting?" I don't know," I said. The combined effect of the corset tighteningthat was still reverberating through my body with Amy's hand on my organmade me feel suddenly helpless and close to fainting. The corset hadtaken control of my physical body, but it had also taken over my mind sothat I wanted to be available for whatever use the ladies needed to makeof me. I was a beautiful object now, with a marvelously sexy figure andthe ladies should reap the benefits for. It was a family friend that we used to visit, let’s say her name was Mary. Mary was a lovely woman and always made a fuss of me, well I thought it was me but I guess she was like that with everybody, I thought she was beautiful and couldn’t wait until we went to visit.It was especially great if it was the winter, or any time when it was chilly. She and her family lived in an old cottage that had a huge log fire that heated the whole house.The fire used to get so hot that soon everyone had to.