I want to test it all. So, after he gone out I shouted, “Rahul, I need help to remove my salwar.” He came in, I looked at him, “It is paining, a...d can you help me.” He said, “ok.” I lifted my kameez and undone stalwart’s thread and lifted my ass to remove it. I had wore g-string panty at that time. I acted like I was paining so not to look at he and he were looking at my panty. He slowly removed my salwar fully. I had my kameez still above my waist. Touching my leg, I said, “Ah! Its not. The toes of my shoes scrambled at the floor, then encountered only air. Ten or twelve inches up the chain stopped. Brad stripped the ruined dress from me. One shoe fell off. The dress caught on the other, until he stooped and threw it and the shoe to the side. I saw my reflection in the walls, dangling suspended, completely naked and helpless, Brad unthreaded his belt, a wide brown leather strap, from his waist. I understood that this was more personal than a whip The moment the belt was free,. Mom was a drunk and worked 10-hour days. She met a huge black man that within a week was living with us. He eventually grew tired of my dressing like I did and turned our lives into sex and slavery and constant orgasms. I was always in a state of arousal and HE eventually got tired of what he said was, teasing. More on how that happened in another story.I was allowed to date in college and fell in love with the first guy that treated me nice. Six months later I would be walking down the aisle. Her name was Mrs. Honeybottom and she seldom talked to persons of the opposite gender unless they were under the age of ten. Most of the survivors from the purge of the cities on the coast had scurried to the interior of the country and were trying to set up some sort of defense against the invaders from the east.Joe had a hard time remembering when the war had started or why they had gotten involved because it was really on the other side of the planet and one would think it wasn't any of.