She was staying in Dombivli, almost a couple of hours drive from where I am staying and hence we rarely met each other, although both of us were born ...nd brought up in the same village and our families had always enjoyed close relations. However, it so happened that once we had boarded the same train while returning to Bombay from our hometown. In fact, her parents heaved a sigh of relief seeing me in the same train as they thought that their daughter can travel safely. None of us, including me. As we were getting out, the woman said, “Now go finish the job properly.”I was surprised; all I could do was laugh and reply, “I sure will.”We hurried down the hall and put the key in the door. As we stepped inside I said, “Just strip all your clothes off, quick.” I did the same and I grabbed Nasreen’s hand and pulled her into the shower.I pressed her up against the wall, kissing her deeply, and put my leg between her spread legs. Using just my knee, I rubbed her pussy like my knee was a giant. It looked like a treasure box, but once he opened it, I realized it was his pleasure box. That box contained anything and everything one could imagine in order to have the wildest sex.He asked me if I was in on playing that dirty game with him. I hesitated at first but then thought, what the hell! Bring it on- after hearing this he got really excited and explained the rules of the game. He said that once I agree to play the game I can not back out and if I want to stop in the middle I just have. Mioki had begged Tiana to be allowed to wear something, anything, but her Mistress had been adamant. The Sheik's son had requested a private meeting with the pregnant slave. While Tiana disapproved, she had, at Darius's urging, allowed the meeting to take place, simply because of the tremendous profit she and Darius stood to make and because the Arab had insisted. But Mioki was still a slave and slaves wore nothing unless granted permission by their masters and Tiana was not about to go that.