"You're going to fuck me," he said. "I want to," the girl said. "But please don't hurt me." "I won't. But get down on your hands and knees and beg." "...kay," she whimpered. The girl got down on her hands and knees, looked up at the big man, pleadingly, and said, "Please, Sir. Please don't hurt me. I'm afraid." "You will do everything I say. Is that understood?" "Yes, Sir." "From now on you will call me Master." "Yes, Sir. Yes, Master. Please don't hurt me." "I won't hurt you. I'm not that kind. Great! I was also about to become shark food.I saw Brook shoot out into the light. The tunnel had narrowed down to the point where I found I was stuck. I mean, seriously, I was stuck! Ever have your vacuum cleaner suck up a sock? The engine begins to whine and seems to lodge the sock in the tube. In essence, I was the sock that the current was suddenly pushing against. Brook saw my dilemma, and her solution was to pull on my arm. That just hurt.I calmed my mind and remembered what we’d been. They were great, very good-looking (especially Anjum). Anjum was Shama’s height, with a thinner body. Though not as shapely as Shama, with a little more weight in her ass and middle, it was just enough to make her more voluptuous. Her face was the best part of her. She was fair, with long, pointed features and big, doe-like eyes, and an incredible, pearly white smile. Ali was taller than me, 6′, and well built, though not extremely muscular. He had a slight paunch, but one that didn’t make him. I am married since last 4 years but not in good terms with my life. We live normal life but not like it has to be.We had shifted from Rajkot to Ahmadabad in 2014 as I had setup my work in here so for all house hold work we needed a maid as we were new in city so our maid from rajkot said her daughter can come there for help for 3 4 months until we set there and we agreed. Never seen her daughter before ever she came along with her mother next day but to my surprise she never looked liked maid.