He asked his servant to bring hot tea and breakfast immediately.He took me around and showed me the farm house. It was a nice cottage built among a cl...ster of trees, with cool breeze blowing. There was only one bed room with attached bath and another room to be used as a guest room, kitchen, pantry etc. There were some village women working in the kitchen.He had a big office room and a computer, tables, chairs, and an anti room where a cot was laid.Breakfast was brought and we ate it in no. I held it for a second, but it felt like forever. Rita looked me in the eye to try and understand what was going on. She couldn’t believe that a friend of theirs was holding her boob right in front of her husband. None of us really knew how this would all turn out, but we all liked it. I took my hand away and the game continued in silence. Not surprisingly, Rita lost the next hand. She stood up and said, “no worse than a bikini right?” and removed her jeans. She twirled around to let us examine. .....50. my ass, thighs and back feel like they are on fire and can not longer truly stand. He takes me off the hook and tells me to crawl after Him back upstairs. He takes me to my bathroom and tells me to stand in the tub. Sir, may i please use the toilet. i must go. Sure slut, but you will go while you are tied to the shower. But Sir? Are You still arguing with me slut? No Sir, but i cant reach the toilet from in the tub. He takes my hands and cuffs them to the shower. How am i to go Sir?. They talk about you like some kind of celebrity. Seriously!"I linger, harrumphing under my breath for effect while she wobbles in front of me, her near-nudity vastly increasing the effectiveness of her pleading."Ooh, pins and needles! Pins and needles!" she squeals suddenly, apparently unable to stand the awakening numbness in her legs any longer. This makes me laugh out loud, genuinely."Not nice!" she pouts, hopping from one foot to the other."Oh, all right," I say. "Let me help you." With.