The moment she had heard where she was from, she just wrote all kinds of labels into the blanks. She had ceased being a person; she had become a thing... A bad thing. As she had thought through the night, one of the things she had hit upon was that there was something deeply wrong with her.She was thinking like the Nazis; she was doing the same thing they had done when they eventually decided to imprison her, starve her, use her as slave labor, and physically and sexually abuse her. They had done. Mere office me kul milakar 40 log kaam karte hai jinme 22 ladkiya bhi hai jyada samay na lete huye me apni aap biti par aata huun jo mere saath mere office me hui. Baat aaj se 6 mahine purani hai tab mere office me job ke liye interview chal raha tha cabin se bahar bahut sare logo ki line thi sabhi ka intrviw chal raha tha me aur meri medam avnatika das hum dono le rahe the. Bahut sare logo ko liya aur bahuto ko mana bhi kar diya. Last me ek pad tha avantika ne kaha ki ysse tum hi handal karo. Phir unhone mujhe neeche kheencha, meri gand ke neeche takiya lagaya aur mere pair chaude kar diye. Is tarah meri geeli fuddi khul kar unke saamne aa gai thi.Unhone meri nangi jhaanghon ko chooma. Phir unhone meri geeli chut ko choomna shuru kiya. Unko apni shave kiye huye 12 ghante se jyada ho gaye the isliye unke muh par thodi thodi dhadhi – munchh oog aayi thi jo meri jhaanghon par, meri chut par chubh kar mujhe aur bhi garam kar rahi thi. Unhone apne hath se meri chut ke muh ko khola. Meri. I took a good look at myself. Me-Anniel Johnsons-didn’t look so bad, really. I had brown, wavy hair that went to my shoulders, curving up. I was slender, with small but firm breasts, a flat stomach, and a tight ass with long, slender legs. Reflecting off the smooth mirror, my skin looked almost albino white. I laughed inwardly. I was 24 and still looking good. I carried my big Gucci purse into the roomy elevator. I pressed ‘6’ button and the elevator started slowly going up. First we stopped at.