A searing pain from my ankle and wrist were what jolted me awake. I frown when I attempt to lift my wrist out from under the blanket. I can't help but...gasp when I see three black and purple fingerprints documented in plain view on my skin. "Damn you," I groan, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed, my teeth biting into my bottom lip to prevent me from howling in pain. I use my good hand to balance myself on one foot as I hop silently to the bathroom, not wanting the guys to know I'm awake.. ...!!" Oh Patricia don't start that all over again please !!" ...." Well I'm just saying, dear you ought to start dressing more to impress that's all I mean ....." You mean show off my cleavage and legs to all and sundry! Miranda quickly butted in "Well atleast try and look a bit more like a modern girl Miranda !" patrica , we have this conversation all the time and you're always trying to change the way I am and i'm comfortable with the way i dress thank you very much !" Miranda retorted ,. She looked at me and ask "did you enjoy playing with my breasts" I mumbled yes! "and did you enjoy seeing me with the candle. Again I mumbled yes. "you must never say a thing to mum or dad she said and I said I wouldn't. "OK" she said. "Come and sit astride me on the bed, facing me. Now let me show you what the other boys get". She very gently stroked my 'boys' genitals and very gradually I felt them stir and my cock getting hard and stiff. "is that nice" she said. I said yes Pam. She said "if. Meri jaan aaj main tujhe apni randi banaunga aur jee bhar kar tujh se masti lunga”. I said “main chillaungi” he said “chillayegi to ye le” and he pulled the sutli a bit more, by this act my tits got more stretching and I felt more pain this time, but this pain was exciting and sex stimulating. “bol randi, seedhey seedhey chudti hai ya kheenchu sutli” he said. We both were doing roll play of sex very well. “please do not pull sutli more, my tits are getting hurt. I am ready do whatever you like.