Forgive me bhabhi,” he said. I didn’t reply to him.He then stepped forward and held my waist from behind. I pushed his hands away but didn’t say...anything. He then hugged me from behind. I didn’t move at all. He brought his lips to my neck and kissed me there. I just shook off my shoulders.He then entered his left hand through the free end of my saree and gently massaged my belly. I was liking it. He moved his hands further up and have a gentle squeeze over my left breast. I felt a wave of shock. After dinner, we all went to her home by cab. On the way to her home, we bought Vodka and juice from the JW. As soon as we reached her place, she welcomed us into her home. She asked us to sit on the couch. We started talking about each other as we didn’t get the chance to mingle with each other before.X: Enough for the day. Let’s start the drinking party. What are we waiting for?Z and me: Sure, let’s start.Z brought 3 glasses from the kitchen. X started making the drink. And he deliberately. She placed it against my back andcircled to hook the front, as she did she said, "Suck it in little sissygirl."I did as best I could and she hooked it and then circled again and beganpulling at the laces, she pulled for several minutes before she said "Wewill have to let this one warm up a little then I will get it the rest ofthe way" She left the room and didn't return for what seemed like severalhours, when she did she went straight to the laces pulling them tighterand tighter. When she. Please, I’ll be good, I promise! Please don’t do this...” Becky whimpered again.“Get up bitch, and get out of those clothes,” the leader said. There was no bargaining or pleading with her. She was there to do a job and that was the end of it.“Pleease ... please don’t ... I won’t tell anyone, I swear it!” Becky said, one last time trying to convince the girls. But it didn’t work.“If we have to take those clothes off of you, it will be a lot worse. Now do it!” the leader growled menacingly. Becky.