. a stiff wee wee." Yes. Your silly little dinky was all hard. From being spanked. By abig strong man." She shook her head and sighed. "Now do yo... want that tohappen again tonight?" N... no, Momma." I sometimes fell automatically into addressing her thatway. It was one more demonstration of my role as a sissy girl.She took me by the ear -- OW! -- and walked me across the room, to sit mein the white scroll-back chair at her vanity. As my wife went to work onmy face, she kept up a running. I frowned and said “what the fuck, ye kya hai mom”I frowned and mom covered herself with the bedsheet but I frowned and yelled at Mukund to which he said sorry and till like 4-5 minutes everything was quiet there and mukund’s voice broke the silence as he apologized again actually it was one of his gestures to tell me to make it fast I understood it very well and sat next to mom “well only one compromise can save your respect from getting ruined” I said to mom and did’nt waited for her to reply. Except that, these chemicals areto make the Sultans go sex crazy. They will screw anything. The'virgins' are also being drugged, with something that makes themsubmissive as hell. Some no longer have a brain. I guess that thismight be my last letter; I might not be able to function again in thefuture after this. I hope that you have better luck. Al HemasI read the letter a couple of times. I guess that we were the luckyones so far. I now wondered about the other six societies,. He apparently had been offered sanctuary by one of the new rich Northern Industrialists who offered him funds to marry his overweight and very plain daughter. Winslow was keen to accept this offer, until I deliberately spread the word that he had or was suffering from several venereal diseases obtained in Zanzibar. The offer was quickly withdrawn and he was back without hope.The only point of saving grace and indeed the only asset he had was his title. I knew that many families would willingly.