The skinny guard lay with his head in a pool of his own blood. His eyes were staring unseeing at the cave roof. I shuddered. “Get dressed, Bess.” ...iles was getting good at throwing orders around. I stood up unsteadily, then dressed as the two of them watched. “Which one ripped your clothes off?” Closely examining my torn clothes, Miles then spun around and waved the blood stained knife at the other guard. The guard took a couple of quick paces backward. “It was him,” I pointed to the corpse.. ?”“Your bet, my dear Gwen shall be an article of clothing.”“And if I lose, I remove that article.”“Exactly.”“Sounds a lot like strip poker.”“To a degree. However if you win you keep your article of clothing and win a great deal of money. No matter, whatever you win is yours to keep.”“So you and your friends bet money while I bet my clothes.”“Yes.”“And what happens if I lose all my clothes?”“We will play a final round. If you win you may redress and leave with a sizable amount of money.”“And if. Anything that they want, you will do. Do you understand?" Mostly, Mistress, but I have a few things I need clarification on, if it pleases you," Chrissy said."Ask away," Becky said."Which person should I obey primarily?" she asked."Excellent question," Becky said, looking at me. "If there is a conflict in commands, my father's commands take precedence. That means if he asks you to hold my mother down so that he can fuck her, you should, even if she protests."I heard a groan, and I realized that. She replied No, just normal messages from college friends, and she started showing me those text messages they were actually Hindi shayari and all. I got to know that she likes Shayari wale msgs, so I said I also like these kind of messages and also having few good in my phone.I asked her to forward to me, this was the initial plan of mine to get her mobile number. she asked my number and she started sending me text. the whole day and night we started doing text chat on mobile. I started.