I wrapped my arms around his neck as he slipped more fingers into my pussy. I started to fuck his hand back when he had four fingers up inside of me. ...he man picked me up and he tossed me onto the bed. He tied my hands to the headboard.“Do you have any limits?” The man asked as he tied my hands.“No,” I replied.“Are all your holes opened to be used?” He then asked.“Yes use them all,” I replied.The man pulled my legs apart spreading them widely as he ties my feet to the bed as he asked, “Do you. I threw up especially as the classy woman said "You head chop soon."But we not chop virgin head. You be deflowered," she added. She motionedto the minders and I was lowered from the overhead rail and again forcedto walk through the streets barefoot wearing just my camiknickers to whatseemed to be a prison. I was jeered, ridiculed and spat on again as Iwalked cuffed and hobble chained.The classy woman handed me over to a jailer who with two others had metied face down over a short bench. My legs. Sultana was a very beautiful girl and was very fair and tall by Indian standards. She was polite yet had a dominating nature in her. She had lots of boyfriends in past and had slept with many.Sultana was open-minded and willing to try new things. She was a superior feminist and believed females should lead the world. She agreed to meet and discuss things.So, the next day, my mom shared the news with me. She asked me to get waxed and remove all body hair and asked me to clean myself top to. " I appreciate your offer, Emily," I said, "But I don't want you out driving this time of night. And I'm a bit afraid of what would happen if you were here. I definitely want to be well rested and at my best when we do meet next time."Emily giggled and I could feel her rising lust through our link."I'll be thinking about you as I help myself to sleep," she replied, "Have a good night, Master."Then I was alone.I did eventually fall asleep that night, but it was a troubling night, plagued by.