She had been transferred from delhi to kerala on an ad hoc basis. She was as hot as a pancake all dressed up in a traditional indian saree. Sometimes ...he used to wear a salwar kameez. She too was horny it seems. I was staring at her all the time and she was equally responsive to my flirty eyes. I was eager to explore her sexy curves but for two days no such opportunity presented itself except for mild banter and flirtations. On the third day i woke up to sounds of some commotion taking place. I hope we see you again," Sara forced herself to say with as nice a smile as she could summon.A few days later, Sara received a box from FedEx. It also had a letter in it. It said:Sara you are beautiful. I think the future of the business your husband wants to sell depends a lot on you. Here is a new dress. Let's see how you look in it and how it affects business. I want you to wear the dress and the boots you had the other night; nothing else. Let's see how this goes, and maybe we can talk. Etwas klatschte laut und ich konnte eine jemanden schreien h?ren. Ich ahnte was er sich da ansah. Da wurde eine Frau ausgepeitscht. Der Professor stand auf und l?ste die Fesseln an meinen Beinen, dann zog er mich hoch und setzte mich auf die Couch. Ich konnte nicht glauben was ich da sah. Ein Mann peitschte die R?ckseite einer jungen Frau. Sie war schon ?berall voller dicker Striemen. Die Frau war zwischen zwei S?ulen gefesselt. Arme und Beine weit gespreizt, so hing sie da. Sie hat lange. "I told you to keep looking!" He slapped me again. "First I will deal with you, pretty angel, and then I'm going to kill your precious friend Bea."I was afraid now. I could not let him kill Bea. I struggled against him, but he thought me to be willing. I could feel the stick which was bound to my left hand losing its hold in the dirt. I pulled more and my hand was free. He didn't notice, he was pulling my nipples, smashing my breasts together. I pulled off the gag."Kiss me", I said, my voice.