She had been so deep that she had no idea how long she had been under, or what had transpired since she had made her fateful decision and kissed the b...autiful collar.Her eyes slowly opened and her body was once again capable of sensations other than pure lust and arousal. She found herself kneeling, still naked except for the heels on her feet, on a small, well lit stage, facing towards the audience. The lighting beyond the stage was a bit dimmer, but still, Sandy could see everything that was. ”“He did. But it was my fault. The first time he kissed me I realized I’d made a mistake. I was so overwhelmed with self-loathing that I froze. He kept going and I started to fight him off. I said, ‘No. I can’t do this.’ He just kept pulling my clothes off. I pushed and scratched, but I couldn’t get away from the constant hammering in my head that this was what I deserved. I deserved to be humiliated and raped. I deserved everything he did. I hated myself. You think I deserved it, too.”I. Maine usse keha ki pichli baar tu hosh me nahi thi aur mai akele hi mazzaa le rehaa tha to mai cahata hu ki agli baar tum khud hoke mujhe apna youvan do aur tum bhi maze karo to mai tumhe woh negatives de dungaa,sochne ke liye mai tumhe do din ki mahulat deta hu.Woh maayaus ho chuki thi per majboor thi ek taraf uska pati jo sharab me duba rehta hai ,aur ek taraf mera usse blackmail karna , us din shamm ko uska pati pike aaya aur khane ki thaali uske mu phe phek di aur keha kamini khane me namak. We could not stop laughing. I recorded and took pictures of him so I’d have something to blackmail him with later. When everything finally calmed down dad went and got another bottle of wine and staggered to his and mom’s room yelling for someone to go and give him a massage. “Well it looks like that’s my cue,” mom said as she stood up. “Let me help you, I know a few techniques,” Aunt Lisa said eagerly, maybe a little too eagerly. Mom was a little cautious but after a few mumbles and some hand.