One of the men hauled her to herfeet, the other frisked her. Upon finding nothing Red was quickly stipped of allher clothes. The men, clearly being wa...ched by the headmaster roughly fingeredher pussy and tits, squeezing them and shoving severl, short, stubby digits intoher vunerable pussy. A collar was fitted along with a leash and nipple clampsthat bit into her dark nipples until Red cried out in agony. She was hauled by her nipples into aroom full of boys and staff in various states of. "Yes Ma'am he's one of the Deacons," the old man said."Well that's not good. Would you like to tell me who it is?" Miss Maxine, he is a dangerous man," the old man said."You are afraid of him?" I asked."Ma'am it is hard for me to admit that. But yes Ma'am I am. He is a bad man." Tell me his name and where to find him. Maybe I can help." Bristol Peace, ain't no fittin' name for him," he said."Where do I find Mr. Peace?" I asked."He lives in a little blue house behind the mission. You can't miss. Mere samajme nahi aa raha tha ke muze kya karma chahiye. Drink ka asar ho raha tha. Maine cross dressing karneka dision leliya. Maine mere pure kapade utar diye. Our peticot dalke nada band kiya. Phir bra utai lekin bra ka hook lagana bahot muskil tha. Do minute try karnese bra fit ho gayee.fir blouse badi aasanese pahel liya. Ab bra ki tightness our sharab ki nasha ne muze pagal kar diya apne aap ko fimale fill karane laga. Gaand me khujali hone lagee. Man chahane laga ki samir muze uski wife. “Yup. One of my favorite guys. Big cummer and stays hard for a second go. Hope you can get some traction,” she replied with a big grin.It was a routine we had developed during the past six months since Sis had gotten on contraception. When she turned sixteen, the age of consent here, we had gone beyond playing “doctor” but short of penetration. She’d heard some stuff about screwing from girlfriends. I’d been laid a few times by an older cousin at a family reunion and I shared the story with my.