Beside her bed was an unopened bottle of champagne nestled in a clear bucket of ice. She threw herself at her bindings; bucking and thrashing and scre...ming into her gag, but nothing gave and no one heard. There was some sort of leather collar around her throat and the attached chain leash was fastened around her wooden-slat headboard. There were ropes also tightly wrapped above and below her chest, framing her small breasts.Celia was stuck and she fucking needed to go pee.The blinds to her. Preeti didi – bhai mera paani nikalne wala hai tu bhi apna paani mere andar chhod de.Me – ha meri jaan.Aur fir didi apni gaand uchal uchal kar chudane lagi aur tabhi didi bahot jada exited ho gai aur mai bhi kyun ki hum dono ka paani nikalne wala tha.Aur fir didi ne apni gaand ko uchala aur mujhe kas kar jakad liya tabhi hum dono ka ek saath paani nikal gaya. Mere land ke paani se didi ki chut poori bhar gai thi. Aur hum dono vaise hi ek dusre se chipke rahe. Pata nahi kab meri aankh lag gai. "Zoe," he called and held out his arms to her. He was wearing a soft dressing gown and she embraced him, nervously smiling. "You look so well," he cooed and glanced over at me.I held my hand out and introduced myself before we were beckoned in. His hallway had a few small statues, and was very much decorated to look like a Roman villa with naked nymphs lining the room. His kitchen was smart, far more tastefully decorated and was big. He went behind his breakfast bar and leant across.. None could simply watch afootball game, sit back, and enjoy a beer or two. None were the leastinterested in my business or the difficulties I encountered every day.Understand too that I have and have had lots of male friends. I workwith large groups of men every day and enjoy their language, stories,interests, and virtually everything else. I am NOT gay and have nevertouched a guy to do more than put an arm around his shoulders if he'dhad some kind of disaster in his family or to put my fist on.