He cupped her mons, and Moira groaned. “This is man’s instinctive compulsion. He enters and inhabits it, filling it with his mortal filth as he pu...ps like a sweating boar over you. When he leaves, it is soiled from his feeble and useless attempt at immortality.” Moira shuddered at the sordid image Erebus painted, and wondered how she ever sought out the repulsive touch of man. “Let them fill it whenever you wish, take their life, for they do not deserve the miserable few years granted them.. Meine kaha mein zhoot nahi bol raha hoon. Bahut accha hai khana…. Meine phir khane ki taarif karte hue kaha.Aur meine roti khatam kar li aur thank you kaha aur chalne laga. ‘Are aur khayie na. Ek roti se kya hota hai? Neha ne lunch box meri taraf sarkate hue kaha. Bas bahut ho gaya kehkar mein uath gaya. Meine haath dhoye aur neha ke paas aakar bolo – ‘ accha , neha , mein chalta hoon. Ok . Bye-bye neha ne bhi muskurate hue kaha. Us din baad jab bhi office mein ham dono ka aamne-saamne hota,. That damn zap stick whipped around and, with perfect aim, slapped into my chest, leaving my other nipple between the two prongs.“You’re not getting loose!” she exclaimed, adding, “Until I get a name!” and pushed the button.Well, at least the pain matched. So now both of my nipples were cooking and I swear, I could almost smell smoke coming off of them. I found myself trying to blow air on them as if putting out candles. In my anguish, I actually believed it helped.“I got your name you cunt!” I. You plead with him through your eyes. Surely being tied up all day will be too annoying. You can't possibly go through an entire day in this condition. Already, you struggle with the bonds testing the tightness. It is loose enough not to cut off circulation but too tight to squeeze out of.You wonder whether to really push this. Will he back down? Will he ignore you? Will he punish you? Will he just gag you?Glancing down, you see his hardness through his pants. Raging, excited, you realize why.