She had a great body, was wearing shorts and a tight-fitting t-shirt. It highlighted her boobs. She had a 32-26-34 figure.I had made my decision just ...y looking at her. I started living in their house. It was a duplex house. They had 3 bedrooms on their upper floor. One was Smriti’s bedroom, one was Kriti’s, and one was for guests in which I stayed.They also had a separate entrance to the upper floor. So I could come and go at any time without causing any inconvenience to them. There was. .Yesssss."He turned her face to his and smiled."No, not now. I want to see you dance. Now. Up. Dance for me, now."She was confused. She thought from his caresses that he would use her. Her body ached for him, but when he said dance, she nodded and rose from his lap. She knelt at his feet in a deep bow, her hands outstretched before her, a position called karta which acknowledges his authority and dominance and is a signal of her submission.With no musicians she had to rely on the sounds of. " Is that all?" she asked, "no other little extras or anything?"She stood in front of him in just the stockings and the shoes."Like this," Jan asked, "hands behind me?"She turned so Brian could enjoy the view of her bottom, putting her wrists together behind her back."Oh God, yes please," Brian groaned, "can you wait like that just for a moment?"He rushed upstairs, coming back seconds later."Brian, there is no rush, darling," Jan told him, "I am not going anywhere."Brian tied her wrists behind. You look great too." Thanks. Ready?" Yeah."Mitzi drove them to the address on the invitation. It was a large home in the hills, somewhat secluded and rather busy with cars. The security guard at the gate was checking invitations and occasionally turning cars away. Mitzi grew nervous as they got closer and closer, but when she handed the guard her invitation he checked off their names and waved them in. A handsome young valet opened her door and took her keys giving her a claim ticket. Mitzi.