Just then someone punches me hard in thestomach, I scream in pain leaving my mouth uncomfortably wide openwith no way to shut it. I hear a small femi...ine chuckle as I startto panic my stomach hurts and so does my jaw I feel helpless bound insuch a way unable to see or move my legs or my upper body and my armspinned behind me. Just then something is forced into my open mouth Istart to push against it with my tongue, I feel a clink in my mouthas metal hits against metal, and the small metal. Noone was allowed to know of it. Either that I was a boy or that I woreskirts...##Saturday, shortly before noon. I still lay in bed. This was clearly betterthan a Monday. Couldn't Mondays be made into Saturdays?I walked into the kitchen in my pajamas."Morning," I greeted Mom."Good morning. Already had enough sleep?" she said mockingly."Just right. That was playing catch-up. Is there anything for breakfast?" Look at the clock. It's reached noon. Make a yourself a cocoa, and in ahalf hour we'll. Kasturi was a very friendly and trust-worthy maid for my mother.She would often leave me and my sister in her care. She got married at 19. By the time she was 27, she had 1 girl and 2 boys. After that she did family planning and her husband became a drunk guy. When she came to work at our house she was close to 36.As she was very friendly to me, she would touch me and talk to me in front of my mother. I wouldn’t say anything but it started to kindle my cock. I never made any sexual advances. I dropped off my laptop onto the office desk, shrugged off my coat, and went into the bedroom. Lesley had been working on her photography again, as her lights and tripod were set up and I had to be careful not to knock anything over as I started to get changed out of my work clothes. I had taken a couple of steps when I noticed the lingerie on the bed. A smile crept across my face as I chided myself for being a bit slow on the uptake. Lesley had been shooting photos of herself wearing her.