"Cheryl closed her eyes, breathing deep and I couldn't read her thoughts."Beg her, slave," I told my brother. "If you love her, prove it now or lose h...r forever."It sounded melodramatic, but it was the truth and he knew it."Mistress..." my brother's voice quailed, " ... Punish me, please ... I was wrong, I love you. I don't deserve you, but..." he cleared his throat as his voice had gone soft, " ... Please, Mistress Cheryl ... Punish my cock ... My balls ... Anything..."Cheryl was watching him,. She was with her friends having lunch and I was alone. I purposefully sat on the chair from which she can see me. And when she saw me, I just passed a smile. She smiled too.But we both remained at our seats. Next day too I went for lunch late but this time purposefully. She didn’t come that day and her friend was there. So you thought she might be on leave.I had almost finished my food and as soon as the cafeteria was almost empty and her friends had left, she arrived with her lunch and was. He walked up behind me, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and tipped my head back. His other hand went around my throat where he started putting firm pressure to choke me. He then started forcefully making out with me while he was still choking me. My adrenaline spiked, and I started to struggle to get free. He held me for a moment longer, then let me go. I gasped for air. He told me to strip my dress and get on the bed. I did and he came up and pinched my nipples while slowly going back up to my. Shuffling as fast as I dared, I covered nearly half the distance to thewell-lighted upscale neighborhood ahead before I ran into trouble."What have we got here, man?" a creepy voice called out from justacross the street.Coming out of the darkened area and into an intersection where thestreet lights still worked had seemed like traveling from peril tosafety. It seemed I had been wrong, though. Fearful that my captors hadfound me, I turned to face them and gasped. Fortunately they weren'tdressed.