I could even hear his voice though not make out the words. I sat stock-still. Gail had been the third passenger out. Had she been sitting in the middl...? My heart was pumping. I hoped they wouldn’t look up. It was dark enough to hide me but I felt like I was sitting in sunlight.They were talking more loudly now as they walked toward the entrance. They were now below the canopy and could not see me. I quickly rose, closed the balcony doors, stripped the robe and got into bed. A minute or two. .Phir ek din movie bhi gae wahan pic dekhte huwe maine kaha boht thand lag rahi tumhara hanth pakar lon usme han kaha phir uske karib gaya uske kandhe par sir rakh diya…Then uske face ko dekhne laga gor se usme pucha kiya huwa maine bola tum boht khubsurat ho or us k lip pr lip lock kiss kiya puri film k time hmlog 30 mnt tk kiss kiye maine uske boobs press kiye uff kitne mulaem the uff kiya kahon…Phir meri sister ki shaadi ho rahi thi to woh bhi apni family k sath ae huwi thi ghar par or maine. Every scenario she came up with involved her being a slave like this for a very long time.She tugged once again at the rope hobbled lashed to the foot of the bed. Of course, it did not give. She hummphhed her aggravation into her gag as she lay back down.The good thing was that the leash that had been wrapped around the headboard railing had loosened and come off, allowing Stephanie to sit up. She figured it must have became loose during her erotic writhing. The lead still hung from her collar. Michael had told me they would expect me to answer all questions unless they specifically asked him a question. I was pretty sure the same would apply to Renée. "Renée Hollander, Lord Constantine."Knowing the Lords and Ladies made me feel better. At least knowing their names on sight did. Lord Constantine of House Xion looked like he was easily the oldest of all those gathered. I felt like I was looking at someone who could easily be my grandfather. Well, if I hadn't already known what my.