As they walked around the romantic cobble stoned streets, he commented that in all his 48 years, both as a child and as an adult, including all of the...years he had spent away at medical school, no place was so much like home for him as Quebec City, and it was at home where he truly believed that he belonged. As she laid her head on Pierre’s shoulder, after they stopped to gaze at the Chateau Fronteac, Darla noted that, unlike Montreal, Quebec City had an open friendliness, a slower pace of. ‘You’re going to look me in the eye while I collar you. And once you’re mine, so is your attention. So when you look at me, I expect eye contact. Is this understood?’ Yes sir, you reply. ‘And I am tiring of ‘Sir’. Starting tonight, you will answer my questions and commands with ‘Yes, Master’. Is that understood as well?’ Yes master, you reply. I move to sit down on your bed. ‘Bring me your collar and kneel here right in front on me.’ You bring the collar to me and pull back your hair as I strap. Now i feel shy..standing only in penty in open place...try to cover my assets with both the hand....he throw..sarrees on me..and said...you just wrap it...and i am comeing back...i wrap the sarres without petticoat...and blouse...and waiting for Sandip to come...within 4-5 min he come back..and pull me in the same position behind other tree....its a bit clear part....sand is moderate...there he simply without asking anything...pull over my sarees...and force me sit on the land....i obey. The light was still on. Her blouse was now completely open. Her tits were straining to pop free of a lacy black bra. The damp panties she'd had on were nowhere to be seen. I could see her neatly trimmed bush between her thighs."I like it," she said. "Sexy. I like how your cock looks. Turn around."I turned around to show off my ass and she praised me some more."Just something missing," she said.When she re-emerged she told me to sit on the bed.Maya dropped to her knees in front of me. She kissed.