It was the type found on doors long ago. Big and... well, inviting. There was light shining through it, so without a thought, I bent over and peered...into the room beside mine... My gasp was like air rushing into a vacuum. The bed in the room was positioned facing the keyhole. Through it I could see a woman, lying on the bed. She was totally nude. Embarrassed, I backed out of the closet. Who was she? Could she possibly be the same mysterious woman who smiled at me downstairs? Positioned. When she got to her bedroom, she shut her door. She needed to put pajamas on, she thought groggily. She walked to her dresser and pulled out a nightgown she bought a while ago. She took off her tank top and shorts. She glanced at the nightgown again and took off her white lace bra. She pulled the light pink nightgown and it fell to her mid-thighs. Her spaghetti straps were a little loose and one always fell to bare her shoulder. She was getting drowsy. She turned off her light and sat down on. Now as she was in saree, her body was well hidden and I had to tear her entire saree as well as a petticoat to get access to her panty, which was a blue g-string which too got torn and pulled from below her body. As she was tied to the bed, it took me a good amount of poking to find her anal hole and then more than a dozen thrust just to get the plug’s tip inside her. She was constantly moaning and screaming from inside her gag but without giving much attention, I pressed on. I had to lick her. Celia rubbed her cunt on him as he raised his knee up to put more pressure on that whore hole of hers. "I see your an excited little bitch. You shouldn't be pleasuring yourself though. You should be pleasuring me. I am hungry, go make me something to eat. If it is good and you are still wet I may surprise you." Yes, Master." Celia said obediantly rubbing her breasts and heading to the kitchin. "I have to make theis fast...how about..Spaghetti!" Celia thought to herself and put it in the.