.. but at the Mistress’s home, not the club, and not until later in the evening.“That don’t bode well...”“Eddie, quit trying to sound like a...neanderthal,” Dommi said, patting his arm. “I suspect Mistress Rodriguez has an idea what we’re coming to discuss.”Eddie casually craned his head around, scanning the room, taking an en passant look at the woman Sebastien had identified as Mistress of House Vincente.“Former Marine, bet money on it,” he said. “She sits at attention, and that buzz cut, steel. They gave me a pleace between them where I was sandwiched. Suddenly we started some small talk and while talking one of the persons asked me why was my blouse wet. I saw each and everybody was looking at the protruding nipples and the cleavage on show. I realized that in the sunlight coming through the window the blouse had become almost transparent. I tried to cover up using my hands but somebody pulled my hand away. Someone on my other side just pulled down my saree palloo and pointing at my. I felt a foot at my back fingers of which pulling the brief down. I was asked to lift my knees and it was off on the floor. “Pick it up”, the order came but this time using teeth like a good dog. I did fearing more beating and stood there with an underwear hanging from mouth.“Tu to kutiya hai re”. The auto driver said glaring at my more or less hairless body and face. “Jab tune gaand offer ki tab meine itna socha nahi, agar pata hota to turanth accept karta. ” He said feeling my ass with back. I’d spent two years with Zoe in sixth form and never ever seen any situation where anyone had ever lent in over her. She had always sat a bit apart from everyone. It kind of made sense. I was beginning to see and think of Zoe as much more of a delicate vulnerable person than I ever had before. I used to think of her as cold and hard and strong and distant. But now I realised how little I had paid attention to her, apart from trying to steal glimpses of boobs when she stretched.“You look well” I.