This is still hard for me, too. Feeling my face heat, I drop to my knees and move slowly towards him on all fours, trying to keep my ass and head up ...nd do it gracefully, but feeling awkward, gauche and self-conscious. I try also to maintain eye contact, but I keep failing and looking down.?Kneel up,? he says when I’ve arrived at his feet, and I sit back on my heels, my back straight, hands clasped behind me, and knees spread wide. I’m in enough trouble without getting things like this. Even to a slave trainer like him, known for his sadistic cruelty in breaking young women, the room gave him a feeling of uneasiness, a unsettledness that made him feel as if this would not be the last time he would be in this room. Together the two men walked back up the maze of hallways and corridors through the chateau. Silence held over both of them, the sounds of their footsteps, and the footsteps of the men not far behind them carrying the young unconscious blonde, the only sounds between. Tab sochi ki jhaadu laga doon ghar ki fir tum uthoge to tumhare liye chai banaun.Chai ubal gayi to aunty ne 2 cup mein chai dali aur boli: Yelo, chalo jao main aati hun.Main chai lekar living room jakar baitha. Mere peeche aunty bhi apni chai lekar mere bagal wali sofe par baith gayi. Baithte waqt unhone aisa muh banaya jaise ki unhe dard hua ho.Maine pucha: Kya hua aunty?Kavita aunty: Kuch… Kuch nahi bas kamar mein thodi dard hai. Shayad bed badalke soyi na kal, to isi liye kamar mein dard. Now back, was the menacing stranger.His fist was in my hair his cock against my lips. I opened my mouth and he shoved it inside of me. I gagged."Watch your teeth. Breathe through your nose."He began to thrust into my face. I could feel him hitting the back of my throat causing me to gag. I placed my hands on his thighs, I knew better than to push him away, but I thought I could time his thrusts better if I were touching him. I learned when to inhale. I thought only about breathing. I had to.