”“So, why don’t you put yourself in all four already? If you keep being a good girl I’ll even use a little lube to make things easier for you,...�� I said and, surprisingly, she rolled onto her stomach, then, she propped herself onto her hands and knees. “What a good girl you are,” I cheered.I got up, and I went to a hidden drawer beside the only door the room had. There, I pressed the bottom part of a divided panel covered by a mirror, and it popped open to reveal a huge drawer which was full of. ”“You want me to wear this all night?” Shawn asked with a stupid look on his face.“Not all night. I want you to wear it all day, every day. Not just the panties and the bra, my dear,” he said, walking closer to the scared boy. “I want you to dress like a girl. I want to see you in a saree, in a nightdress, in a skirt,” he was an inch away from Shawn’s face. “That’s your punishment.”Shawn’s smooth dusky face twisted into a smile, just a little, before resuming its horrified guise. Shawn wore a. She let out a moan as the searing distress swept through her body. She even believed her hair hurt. She moaned again as a needle pricked her arm.She cringed but shortly after that, Nicole felt all the pain leave her.Once more she blacked out again.Nicole fell into a dream or perhaps a nightmare. There she was in San Francisco two years ago. She wore a pair of skin tight jeans and a green silky blouse. Sitting in a lesbian bar nursing a Long Island iced tea. She sat at the bar chatting with an. I saw Neelam bhabhi in a departmental store nearby. I thought that it’s been so many days. I have not met or greeted her and she must be thinking that I was only concerned with the dinner I had that day and I went there and start pretending as if I was there to buy some goods. She was wearing a black sari and was looking like an angel and I took some biscuit packets and came to counter to get them billed. She was standing just in front of me in the line. She didn’t even notice me at all as if.