Emelda noticed the tears on my face and then my dress. "Sally, I'm okay, really." She took my hand. "I'm sorry, you must have been beside yourself wit... worry at my state and my atrocious behavior."I threw my arms around her. "Emelda," I stammered, "Thank goodness you are okay. I was so worried. I couldn't get you to stop dancing or to talk to me. I thought I had messed you up forever. I thought this dress might snap you back right, but it didn't. I don't care if you kiss me. I mean, I would. Kuch din guzar gaye. Ek din mai terrace pe tha aur woh bhi aai aur kapde utarne lagi. Kapde utarte utarte unka ek kapda gir gaya aur usko uthate hue unka pallu niche gira aur gol gol chuchia mujhe garam karne lagi. Mai trouser mein tha aur mera lauda sakht ho gaya aur ek tent ban gya. Unhone notice kia aur unke chehre pe smile aagai.Main unke karib gaya aur unki saare ke upar se unke boobs ko masalne laga. Unhone bola yahan nahi chalo mere room pe koi dekh lega. Maine bola jaldi chalo sexy. Woh. She’s standing infront of the shed, already stripped completely naked except for a dog-collar and chain. Her hands behind her back. Strong body, small tits, pale skin and a mesh of tattoos over her belly, across her chest, on her arms and legs. We’re close enough to note that one of them simply reads, “CUNT”, another has a series of names (actually her previous lovers), each crossed out, then a ‘stamp’ marking her as “PROPERTY OF MASTER D.”Her partner (who we presume is ‘Master D’ is crouching. I started pressing it gently. She resisted but I managed to squeeze her ass with the other hand. I made her lie on the bed and I came on top of her.I was kissing her neck, shoulders, and she was pulling my hair tightly. I moved to her cleavage and placed my kiss on her cleavage. She kept on moaning, “Ummmmmm… Ummmm…. Uhhhh ahhhhh….”She had completely submitted herself to me. I took off my t-shirt and started caressing and licking her boobs. I made her boobs wet with my saliva. Her bra color was.