He owns me; I am his above all else. He gives a rapid cadence of strikes to each breast, my cries tearing from my throat. My heart beats fiercely, my ...eed almost unbearable. With one final strike, he stops. The stillness is unbearable. All I need is three little words. Three words and everything will be right in the world. He grabs the chain pulling them taut. My nipples and clit scream with need. I hear the cruelty in his chuckle that follows. How can someone so evil make me feel so loved? The. Your morning shower will be coldyour breakfast only day old breadno sweet drinks are allowed for youhave bitter grapefruit juice insteadAnother prayer on your kneesIn praise of your delicious foodbefore you get into the clothesthat you put on below your suitRough burlap underwear for you,a pair of woolen pantyhoseyour useless manhood tucked awayon top of that a girdle goes.By six you will arrive at workone hour early every dayfor chores before you're clocking inYou must begin without. The guy in charge told me that either I bear the expense of all the remaining seats or wait till all the seats fill in.I was in a hurry to reach Pune as my hostel gates would shut leaving me out in the night without a roof. I took one look at the other person in the cab and he looked like an educated guy so decided to pay for the remaining people and just share the cab with him. When I went to the cab I sat on the back seat and requested if that guy could sit on the front seat with the driver.. Again I just stood there and shook my head no as she continued to rub me. I wanted to fight her off but what she was doing did feel really good. Pleasurable sensations began coursing through my pussy and the rest of my body. I started to shake all over and felt my whole tummy tighten so much that it was impossible to stand up. Without realizing it, I was thrusting myself in rhythm with her hand. The next thing I knew this really intense sensation gripped my body. My eyes closed and I could.