She is a very spiritual lady, u can identify it with her chandan ka tilak which she always put.Coming to the story, we are kind settled in Mumbai and ...y dad works in Saudi Arabia. So he mostly visits us once in a year, but dad aboard friends use to come to home to deliver gifts or other items which dad use to send. I being out for college I didn’t know who use to come and go. Meanwhile we took a laptop at home so that we can have a direct web chat with dad and there is lower communication. Both hadinvolved cross dressing, bondage and some whipping. Both times he hadbeen ordered to relieve himself with a stocking over his cock while hemasturbated into a black patent high heel pump with an open toe.When Mistress suggested he might like to attend a bondage party shesponsored at a nearby isolated mansion he was overjoyed. He had heardabout these invitation only parties and he very much wanted to attend one.He had agreed to arrive on Friday evening and stay the night. He knewthese. There are plenty of lubricants available although most of the inmates don't need them now but you are allowed to ask for lubrication to be used. During the daytimes, the Major has ordered that you are allowed to visit freely with the various work groups and interview and photograph them."We were dismissed and a 'girl', a feminine looking boy wearing a skirt and false breasts showed us around and we were able to stow our packs in a dormitory. "What did the Captain mean when he said we'd be given. I had strengthened her quite a bit but not where I wanted her. True she could take on a hell of a lot more than before. She still had a bit to go, though I had to admit that shield she’d thrown up had definitely impressed me.Laying still I could feel the wounds on my body were almost healed though I was still weak. Two female voices were approaching so I powered down as far as I dared. A moment later my mother and Naci walked in. “I wish he’d wake up. I miss him terribly.” I heard Naci tell my.