I invited Kumar to my house on Monday morning. We both took leave for that day.I told Ambalika that Kumar is visiting us just for chatting and tea. On...Monday morning, I was eagerly waiting for Kumar. After his arrival, we passed some time with general discussion. Then, Ambalika brought some snacks and tea for us. While she was away in kitchen, I put very light sleeping pills in her cup of tea just to make her drowsy for few minutes. The effect of those pills started appearing on Ambalika soon. My arms were being secured behind me. Handcuffs? Maybe. My arms had been bent in an odd way which wouldn’t allow me to bend them. As I realized what my arms were being forced to do my brain started recognizing the electrical messages indicating discomfort.Bent over, hands cuffed and arms tied in a weird way. I tried to stand up and was greeted by another wave of sharp pain. I was wearing a collar that had spiked on the inside. The collar was chained to something in front of me. When I tried. You KNOW I will always treat you equally, so you don't need to get upset. You didn't even need to ask about it, because you can always trust me to treat you fairly." Oh yeah. Sorry. I forgot." How could you forget how I feel about you? I should put you over my knee and spank your bare bottom for that." Eek. There are too many people here!" And I'm sure they'd like to see your bare bottom. It's very pretty."She was fine for the rest of the party, and even went home with her mother without making. Three men in one week! Julie had gone wild. He rushed home and switched on his laptop. As it started up, he poured himself a large glass of wine and then he sat down to read her email. Darling, It was good to hear your voice. I have missed you so much. I have had a good time, yes, but I have missed you. So... you want to hear about my Istanbul adventure hey? Well, on the journey to Abdul’s brother he told me that Bajram and Ceren were swingers. Actually, Ceren used to be his girlfriend..