But that's not all."Brenda was transfixed.Bri continued, "Christine had been wrapped so tight for so long that shewanted to release and be wild. Soun... familiar?" Bri asked.Brenda lightly shook her head.Bi reached over to the phone and pushed a button. "Cassie, would youplease ask Kristie to join us?"Moments later, in walked a girl that looked like a slutty version ofJulie, Bill's therapist."Hello, Kristie," Bri said."Hi mistress Bri," Kristie replied. She sounded like a complete bimbo.Bri. She was responsible for cleaning, cooking, and all the other house chores. She was a student at a government college. She had financial issues.Her father, Amir, was my father’s driver, who passed away in an accident. My father decided to help Amir’s family by placing me under Muskan’s care so that she could support her family.Muskan had a sick mother. She used to come early in the morning and leave late at night. As her place was nearby, it was never a problem for her.Rishi is my childhood. The video! You glanced to your phone and imagined how many views and subscribers you could get if you filmed one of the dirtiest places in your city. What if the shower sprayed mud? What if the beds were made of cardboard? What if there wasn't even a bathroom!? You were convinced this place would be what kickstarted your career!And so, without hesitation, you eagerly opened and stepped through the musty hotel door. You held your phone in hand but angled it so that it wasn't blatantly obvious. I'm also going to build up your stamina by making you run with the horses for short periods. You are going to keep this up until you get strong enough." Strong enough for what?" Strong enough for what, Milord?" I corrected, and waited for her correction, which she did promptly. "I need you to be in better shape." Then I started questioning her about the local fauna. I could tell that she wanted to ask me where I was from, since I obviously didn't know any of the local plants. I showed her that.