. Vasu was sleeping in hall near to door. That night she wants to do the sex with me but i acted very tired and slept off morning when she got i also ...ake up but acted as if am sleeping she adjusted her nighty and hair and walked out to bath room which is adjacent to hall i was peeping through the door while she was coming out Vasu was murmuring something little loud. She gone to hall and switch on light.. And turned to Vasu … huh that sight was astonishing Vasu murmuring in sleep and his lungi. "You are indeed a greedy little whore!"The Grand Mistress pulled Her fingers away. They popped out with a wet, vulgar sound.Vanessa's face was moist with tears when the slavemaids released her from her hook. Watching her lover getting electro-shocked and mouth-tortured had made her suffer just like corporal pain.The screams coming out of the van had told her everything, though the Grand Mistress' enviable body had blocked her view.Now it was her turn. One of the slavemaids removed her collar,. He had his arms around my waist as to protect me from falling but I knew he wanted me to grind on him. My hips began to move with every bump of the train. As I was doing this I could feel him getting harder and harder. I glanced back at him and could tell that I was making it incredibly difficult for him to hold himself together. I took his hand and put it on my pussy. "Mmm, god I know he wants it.", I said to myself. His fingers began rubbing my clit over my tight pants and I knew right then. All the girlishness engulfing me just seemed so right and natural. How could any boy resist that? I couldn't and at times that made me feel bad. Being happy as a cute lass wasn't too bad during the day when I was busy but as I lay in bed each night...that's when the anguish hit me.I suffered a lot of guilt. When the guilt became overwhelming I slipped back into my boyish daydreams to bolster my fading boyhood. I was back at the plate of my imagined ball game with the crowd booing my failure. I.