The bedrooms were on the uppermost levels, 9 in all. Every bedroom had multiple beds, two massage tables, and in one, a 'sex swing'. The swing was on ... reinforced frame, to handle heavy continued use. A cabinet in the hallway contained toys, oils, and a large supply of condoms. In the corner of one of the rear bedrooms were blankets, folded and stacked for later use. You see, this was no ordinary family home. For over 25 years this has been home to the stats largest ongoing 'on-premise' SWING. And Binita, sitting on the roof of her home, was indignant over the aspersion cast on her womanhood. That man needed to be taught a lesson. As she reflected on her choices she realized that there was nothing any one would dare do against the Thakur. Whatever needed to be done would have to be done by her. And what better lesson to teach him than to make him accept the superiority of her womanhood.Under the cover of darkness, Binita made her way to the Thakur's mansion. She was let in by the. He looked sharp with his trim grey beard, jeans, and brown blazer. He came in and sat at the bar right in front of me. I picked up a nice bottle of whiskey and started to pour."Scotch right?" I asked playfully."You know how to make me smile k**," he said perviously. He gave me a deep, serious, and sexy look as he slammed his scotch back in a mater of minutes. He then smiled and put money on the table, stood up, and walked out. Heartbroken I walked over to collect his tab. James left me. Later, I just asked her what she wanted. ‘Take me with you, this place sucks!’ ‘Why the fuck would I do that?’ ‘You know why.’ ‘I can get pussy anywhere.’ ‘Not like mine, and I can help you.’ ‘How the fuck are you going to help me?’ ‘I can drive, I am good at distracting people when they need to be, and I will fuck you silly.’ She grinned like she thought that was enough or something, went back to sucking on my dick. I guess I agreed when I blasted off into her mouth, she didn’t even spit it.