I pull away but his foot is on the back of my neck holding me there. The warm piss flows down my face into the bowl. I manage to take a few breaths be...ore my nose becomes filled with it. His flow finally begins to slow and sighing he removes his foot. I keep my face in the piss knowing if I move, my punishment could be much worse. He grabs my hair and yanks me up. Laughing delightedly he tells me to look in the mirror. I see myself. Swollen eyed, red faced, mascara running down my cheeks and. Mai raha dekhate tv dekha raha tha, itne door bell ring hui, maneme bola are itne jaldi kon aaya, wo dekha to,, yaar nisha in red dress wow kya lag rahi thi yaar, waishe wo bahot hi sundar thi,, actully mai luccky tha jo wo meri friend hai,,pur mai bhi kuch kam nahi tha,, mai bhi murti lahan kirti mahan jaisha tha, wo aayi halki smile yaar, mai udhar hi mar jata aise uski smile thi, aur figure kya bolu 36-26-36,, and age thi uski 20, yaar good looking, girl ,, wo jada lakonse bat nahi karti pur. A movement in the room attracted her attention. There was someone sitting up in her bed, staring at the strange-looking intruders with disbelief.‘Praetor, report!’ Béla called out. ‘What’s happened since I contacted you the other day?’‘Princess Béla!’ the Praetor replied. If possible, it actually sounded startled. There was a moment of silence.‘Your father wishes a personal conference with you,’ the Praetor finally continued.‘Have him come here!’ Béla insisted. ‘Beth can’t be moved. Bring a. Only men were there, and theywere laughing to themselves as I tried to find a pair, which would fit.The man behind the counter asked me if I need any help! I am sure henoticed my pink nails.I finally made it back home. There were no emails from Sara. I waslost. I did not know what to do. Finally, that night, Sara emailed meand told me that I could redeem myself, but I had to do exactly as shesaid. I was to put on the pink thong, the pink stockings, and thecamisole, under a sweatshirt and a pair.