With each stroke I eased out and bend myself to become his bitch, while fucking me he came near my ears and whispered “‘Darling, Aaj se tu meri Ra...nd’ (From today your my bitch), I just said a yes. That gave him even more vigor and he rammed my ass even more badly.This went on for about 20 min, till I finally felt him tightening, I thought he would cum inside my ass, by Sailesh had other plans for me. He pulled his dick out and bought it to my mouth, he asked me to suck it. At that moment, his. ” He again kissed me on the lips and then asked, “Well?”“A kiss like that from my brother isn’t bad,” I said.“What do you mean?” he asked.“If you tried to French kiss me, that’d be different.”Before I knew it he was kissing me and trying to force his tongue in my mouth. I struggled to get away but he was much stronger than me. I managed to get one hand up to push his face away. He grabbed my wrist pulling my arm away. He moved in to kiss me again. I got my other hand up and pushed his. Not that itmattered. The doors creaked open.Women. Women everywhere. Young, old, all shapes, hues, crowding the chamberwalls, leaving a narrow path to a center platform. Where I was to be judged. And executed.The crowd's anger branded me in heat waves as the guards hauled me tothe platform. When we stopped, the commander -she who hated me-barked:"Kneel." She shoved me to my knees. Looking up, I saw nine robed women, seatedin thrones; the famed Selene priestesses. The woman in the center. . Bitch!!! Maybe we have found a gold mine and the reason why the building was so thoroughly pounded by artillery! If these are the legitimate rulers of the city, the junta may have been trying to kill them off and make it look like an accident. The junta could claim that these people had run to a shelter during the fighting and had been killed when the overhead collapsed on them. None but the friends of the junta needed to see what had really happened or where the people had been "hiding."This.