Sipping my wine, I watched,enjoying the interplay between the patrons and the sense of sexual innuendothat ran through the room. No one here seemed in...ibited, their merepresence proof of sexual preference, different from the norm, but acceptedby their peers. As for me, the atmosphere calmed any apprehension so,without hesitation, I chose to join the game.... PART III--Contact and Commitment.I sensed his eyes boring through the dimness like lasers probing the nightand turned to meet the gaze. Mistress K showcased sub lin’s ass to the men, periodically taking time to paddle it a little more as she continued to verbally degrade sub lin as her teacher slut. I’m not sure why, but I find it very arousing when others place my dear lin in situations somewhat humiliating, calling her derogatory names and displaying her in explicit manners. The strange thing is, that I’m pretty sure lin gets aroused in these situations also. It’s almost as if her reasoning is that … okay someone is making me. There was something menacing about the man."Don't I know you?" he said, talking to Christina. "Yes, you're the widow Collins."She peered up at him with lowered lashes now and recognized him as one of the local town cops. She had seen him around town a few times but they had never exchanged a word."Steven, I think we had better leave!" she said."You're not going anywhere, either one of you!" the big cop said."Look Officer, we don't want any trouble. We'll leave now." she said, turning to Steven. Wo log sharab piye hue the and 2 aadmi ke haath me wine ki bottle bhi thi. Unhone mujhse kaha ki unki car ka petrol khatam ho gaya hai to unhe petrol chahiye. Meri bike me petrol tha to maine kaha ki dibbe me le lijiye. Ek aadmi car se dibba le aaya and meri bike se petrol nikalne laga. Par tab tak baaki logon ki najar sunita par pad gayi thi and wo log kuch-kuch baaten karne lage. Us wakt 11 baj rahe the and wo road me to din main bhi koi nahi aata to ye to raat thi. 3 aadmi sunita ke paas.