I flinched. Something touched my pussy-lips. Something hard and cold invaded me. Whimpering I tried to get away, but my owner's hands and the shackles...held me in place.“Don't mind that, she is still groggy,” he explained, and I raised my head. He smiled down on me and I tried to turn my head, look around but that motion made me dizzier. All I could so was just kneel there and listen to words that made no sense, feel. The man behind me did something, I felt stretched, widened, pressure in my. I open the door and push you softly inside. The wooden floor creaks under our footsteps as I guide you to the middle of my living room. There, under the lights of the silver chandelier, I let go of you. Feeling my physical contact disappear, you turn your head as if to look over your shoulder towards me. But you can only guess where I am as your eyes are covered by the blindfold. Slowly I make my way around and stand in front of you, barely three feet apart; I cross my arms and watch, study,. After 2 days, I received the call from the same gentleman & he gave me an address in Alibagh and asked me to reach there by Saturday afternoon. I agreed to it. On Saturday, I got up early, did my work out, trimmed my pubic hair (wow) filled the tank of my Enfield and started to Alibagh. By the time I reached alibagh, it was already 5 in the evening & I was feeling exhausted. I searched for the given address & reached the bungalow with some efforts. A servant greeted me at the door and made me. Ichhha nathile bi vabi nka kolare soibaku padila. Vabi nka kola bahut mulayam o ushum laguthile bi bahut laj laguthila. Ta pare bi previous sound katha mane padibaru mote nida lagu nathgila, kebal soi padipbar avinaya kariba chhada aau kichhi nathila.vabi kint chup chap thile. Mu kana jani parithili vabi mora deha ra bhoka sahi napari emiti heu thile boli……… E gyana ta mo imagine bahare thila. Mu ta sex bisayare kichhi jani nathhili. Khali class re sune “ kemiti pua mane handling karanti” aau.