However, there was nowhere i would be able to find sexy underwear except from my bedroom, which my boyfriend was in waiting for me, and my flatmate's ...oom, which i knew she was in. 'ah well' i thought, and i left the bathroom and headed down the hall towards my flatmate's room. i opened the door without knocking, and she was laid on her bed naked, with her legs spread, plummitng a dildo about her pussy again and again. she didnt stop when she saw me enter, and continued moaning and grunting. My notification column was filled with only a single name ‘Kruthi’. I was moved and left her a thank you note. For which she replied very humbly, chatting continued for a while and ended up the same day. After this incident she dint turn up for many days.One fine day after some 3 months, again the same scene repeated. This time chatting went on for long time, sharing details n things. She was from other part of Karnataka and had just completed her degree and was searching colleges for joining. When she had quieted down a bit, I sat in the chair across from the bed.?Now, you listen to me, Terry. You are my prisoner for as long as I choose to keep you here, with your mother’s blessing, I might add. You and I are going to spend a lot of time together for a while, so it’s important you understand some of the ground rules, my ground rules. They may be added to, as time goes on, depending on how you act. Right now I just have two basic rules. They’re pretty simple to follow, but if. ‘Are you ok?’ came the sound of a male voice rapidly approaching, as she re-focused and remembered the figure she had been moving towards. ‘Yes, Yes’ I’m fine she snapped somewhat irritably, more out of embarrassment. Amanda, stood up and then buckled as her ankle gave way. ‘Ow, that stings’ and she looked down to see her sandals had given way at the heel and there was a red looking scrap down the side of her foot. ‘Here, let me help’ said the stranger kneeling by her feet and without asking.