Slowly he moves his hand down to her thighs, his mouth watering as he slowly feels her moist pussy,"Does it please you master?" she asks nearly moanin... from his touch. "very much baby girl" he replies, moving slowly to undo the straps from her ankles and wrists "now get on your back and lift your legs". she does as asked as he reties her restraints, her hands above her head and her legs in the air. Satisfied with her position he moves between her thighs kissing them softly before spreading her. Other than my dad!I crept up the stairs, and into the main hallway, and as I reached to knock on my dad's door, I heard something come from his room. A moan ... no it couldn't have been."Unhh," another one came from the room and now, not only was my heart racing, but my pupil's dilated, and little beads of sweat started forming around my temples and forehead, and my palms started getting cold and clammy. When I pushed the door open, I feared for the worst, and I never guessed I'd be met with. .” she stopped to wipe a tear from her eye. “I can’t explain what came over me but I wanted to feel him. I wanted to know what another man would feel like.”Gary closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he listened to his wife’s confession. He knew that no matter what had happened this morning, either in his office or in the kitchen of his own home, everything was about to change and there was nothing he could do to stop it.“I was about to go to my knees before him but I ran instead.” Helen. After a torturous 2-year period in the brothels she escaped and returned to her native village and talked to the media. Later I found the source and spoke to the person in the story and gathered this information.Her name is Sitara. None of them at her village recognized her at first. This was because she was a 16-year-old boy when she was kidnapped. Her name was then Ravi. The kidnappers took her to Bombay where she was locked up and beaten for several days. They castrated her and pierced holes.