“My slave,” I groaned, bringing the dagger to my mouth. I licked at the cold metal, tasting the crimson of his blood. A final shudder ran through ...y body. “Oh, yes, you are mine.”I could see it in his eyes. He had surrendered. He had realized my strength and submitted. I owned him. It was so intoxicating. I groaned as I rose off his dick. His hot cum dribbled down my thighs as I stood over him.“Help them to their kennels,” I told Bakiir. “Then step into yours. The cell doors are enchanted. They. “Do you know where you want to go for your clothes?”Mel nodded. “I’ve got a pretty good idea where to get everything,” she said.“Then lead on.”I quickly found that Mel lacked the typical gene that made womankind need to browse extensively and return to each item at least three times before making a decision. In the first shop, one of a budget chain, she headed straight for the girls’ wear and grabbed two plain white blouses for school, then on to t-shirts where she grabbed a pack of three plain. Whenall the ritual was over then Raj's Mother asked Naina to take only me tomy room (Raj's bedroom) for I would be tired. But horror did not struckme that time, it was only when I entered Raj's bedroom, that I realizedthe biggest shock of my life.What I saw made me shiver and tremble as if I was in minus ten degreeweather without any clothes on. In front of me was the Bed of Raj whichwas decorated with flowers and as per Indian Custom the First night is anight where the Bride sleeps with the. It belonged to Bradley Conrad. The circle of cops dissolved as two of the officers, one on each side,escorted a handcuffed figure toward an unmarked black SUV. The backright passenger's door stood open, waiting. Just as we passed, thefigure turned its head and the face of Bradley Conrad looked directly atme. Our eyes met. I watched shock wash across his face. Then he wasthrust into the back seat of the car. Its darkened windows made itimpossible to see more. "I'm betting that young man is in.