I was hurt when I heard the recordings of your telephone conversations with Vinay in which you referred to me as a wimp, a cuckold, tiny-dick sissy, a... arrogant bastard, a grave mistake and inept lover. I got over that too. I got second opinion and then third and then fourth and so on and each woman told me I was wonderful in bed. Hell, I got the second opinion because of the glowing reference that the first one gave and I have only worked up through references. So, I know that those things. Teck and was now in Bangalore in search of a job. It was my first visit to this glorious city. Back in Bhilai, I was from a developing city that isn’t that glorious as Bangalore.Here I was asked to stay at my uncle’s house, who is my mother’s elder brother. He had his house in a very posh apartment named Kumar Apartments. When I reached Kumar Apartment, I was amazed by the view and its surrounding. It had a swimming pool and a well-maintained park.The people were also very modern in every way.. She asked me to change, which I did. It was almost 11pm.This small hilly town went on sleep. There was not anything to eat at that time around the place.I offered her some snacks which was given by my mother to my SIL(Bhabi).We both had little breakfast as our ‘dinner’. I asked her to go to the room and sleep, I will spend the night in the lobby chair. She was suggesting to spend the night by talking. Suddenly, a couple of guys approached us and offered a room with a hefty amount of money.I. "You'd better bring the bitch back undamaged - we've still got some serious fucking to do this morning" - I'd forgotten all about grandpa still watching, he looked furious."OK let the slut go, bitches - we'll package her up and deliver her personally, old man".Mons undid the leather straps tying me down to her bed, tied my hands, then crudely wrote something on my arse in red lipstick.She then fixed a puppy choke chain around my throat attached to an extending dog lead between the legs, to hold.