They entered a long hallway which ledto another part of the mansion. As they moved further from the entrancehall noises could be heard which soon bec...me a cacophony of screams. Morethan one person was being horribly tortured somewhere close by.. Joy's heartwas racing. As they moved further into the building screaming grew involume. The young man escorting them smiled as each new shriek of agonyreverberated through the halls. Joy thought, my God, soon those howls ofpain will be coming from. ‘He loves to be pegged, but I put a butt plug up his ass last night and that compelled him to fuck me.’ Castor bit back the insult that was on his lips. To him a man that allowed a woman to fuck him in the ass was dangerously bordering on being gay. Still, she didn’t seem to mind and he had fucked her like a normal man the night before. Although he knew it was wrong and told himself that he should want and desire it, a freshly fucked pussy was what he loved most in life. And he didn’t just want. I got the address from her and next morning I went to her home and I was in bit difficult to search her home, but finally I got it. She opened the door and welcomed me, she was wearing a tight fit dark green salwar and her bra strips where visible to me. She asked me how am I, which I replied in positive. She was walking in front and I was on her back suddenly a sound came Ranjit you silence for some time yes guys my aunty Sunita was there in the room, I was in freaking shock that my aunty is. That was a fancy term for a clearing in the woods with an open shed as a meeting hall. But it was in my family’s holding, and it had become a second home for me since I had reached my eighteenth summer.My mother, the Countess of Green Oaks, and my father, the Earl of Brightwater, had insisted that I been trained in the martial arts, though my real skills ran to woodworking and blacksmithing. I was much more skilled at hammering out a good blade, rather than hammering an opponent with it. And,.