" Mistress?" The anger had left the voice, replaced by ice-cold indifference. "Who is your mistress? I am not. I never was and never will be. I told y...u I don't do men; certainly not the blubbering caricature of a man that you are." Don't give up on me, Miss," he begged, curling his naked body like a fetus around the silly apron. "Please teach me; hurt me," he cried into the pink nylon. "Punish me, make me suffer, but don't send me away. Don't send me away."He heard the girls' voices in the. Tumhara ye devar hai na ye tumhari saari jarurat puri karega,, us din usne pehli baar mujhe i love you kaha aur boli ki jai tum mujhe aise hi pyar karte rehna me tumhare pyar ki bahut bhuki hun. Maine kaha bhabhi chinta mat karo….Ek baar ki baat hai me bus stop par khada bas ka wait kar raha tha jaise hi me bas me chada maine dekha wo bhabhi bhi bas me baithi thi maine usse dekhkar smile di usne bhi smile se reply diya aur me bagal me jake chipakkar baith gaya… Phir maine apna haath uske peth. We shared good friendship. I had visited her home couple of times and her parents were impressed with my simplicity (that’s what she said). After college, lot of guys used to come to my room some times to study and most of the time to have fun and booze. One fine day, one of my classmate got a mallu porn magazine. This was just an incident. I never thought this incident will change my life. As any youngster, I was interested in sex but I was never hyper active. We went through the images (all. “I don’t need to see everything. However, it does give me an idea. I’m going to use the elevator first. While I descend you are to remove your panties. Then you’ll hold the skirt around your waist as you use the elevator.”Constance blushed. “Yes, I can see that. Oh, will you fuck me right after. I’m going to be wet.”“No, as punishment for being demanding. You are not to touch your pussy or have anyone else do that until later tonight. Once you are down here you’ll drop the skirt and then go.