Rummaging in the closet, she called out to Coral. "What do you think? I mean it's sort of formal but I don't want to look like my mother. Oh, I'm not ...ure..." As Effie pushed the clothes back and forth on the closet's rail she was inches from the leather encased slave the held the rail aloft. The scent of the lacquer on her newly coiffed hair filled his nostrils. Her almost naked body occasionally pressed against him as she searched. He couldn't move, of course. All he could do was to try to. Tayi ji ko kuch maalum nahi tha. Mein dheere dheere se haath ko unke pet par ferne lga unki navel k andar ungli daal kar ghumane lga by god mera land ka sariya ban gya th bahut sakht ho gya tha rod ki tarah, haule haule maine unka suit upar utha diya or unke chooche k paas haath pauncha diya.Unke chooche latke hue the or unka nipple bhi dheela ho rakha tha . Mera mann kiya k mein nipple ko mooh mein daal lu. Or fir tabhi tayi ji ne karwat leli or mera haath unke chooche ke neeche dab gya. Maine. .I see you have also grown into your tattoos. Do youstill like them?Him: Hmmmph! Hmmmph!Christina: Is that a yes? Here, let's see if this helps. (She reachedaround his head and unstrapped the mouth gag. She took it off him andput it on the side table.)Christina: Better?Him: Yes. Thank you. Who are you? Where's mommy?Christina: My name is Christina. You are to address me as Mistress.Although you can't see me, you may remember me. I am one of the womenwho tattooed you a few months ago. Your mommy. The ice soon broke, her mother who had worked so hard to suppress her emotions burst into tears. Her sobs punctuated the thin air spurring her husband into action, whereupon he manhandled her up to her room, abandoning her onto the floor and left, slamming the door to his heart shut. Incensed at this overwhelming violation of his authority he descended the stairs, his face ashen as the dam began to break down and his emotions began to flood his body leaving him shaking uncontrollably. Veronica.