He bought them, he keeps putting them on and leaving me here while I guess, what, he’s standing out there looking through the open door at me bound ...ere. Well, if that’s it then I’m fine, splayed for him to view. He can look all he wants. ### ‘Are you ready?’ he asks. Ready for what, I want to ask. His thumb is rubbing up and down along the sheer fabric still covering my pussy. I must be soaking through already, it’s been so long. Is he finally going to take advantage of my body tied and. When the stream slowed to a trickle, I reached for some toilet paper."Don't bother, Sue. I'll dry you off."And he did so, using his tongue in place of the TP, licking gently, tasting and enjoying those last few drops. I tried to imagine the sensation; I had never had anyone do that to me before, or maybe I should say do that for me before.Oh, shit, I don't need a fucking toilet slave. Especially one working in the same office. But damn, it felt wild. Only I don't like the idea of kissing him. Thoda nervous tha me. Me uske ghar gaya aur knock kiya. Wo blue saree me ayi. Maal lag rai thi. Boobs kya the uske. Gaand itna bada nai tha. But mere nazar to boobs pe tha. Wo dekhi aur boli ayeiye sir ji. Kya yahi ghurte rahoge. Me dar raha tha koi aa na jae. Wo mujhe boli relax. Koi nai ayega. Wo kitchnen me cold drink lana gayi me bi chale gaya uske sath. Mera pair kap raha tha. Wo jaisa fridge me haat dal hi rahi thi. Me uske pecke jaake pakad liya. Wo moan karne lagi. Mene apna lund uske. ‘No?’ The doctor asked. ‘You’re glassy eyes tell a different story missy, and look at how lazy and calm you’re sitting here now, no screaming, no fighting, no attempts to escape anymore.’ Paige looked around and realized the doctor was right, still she hadn’t realized when and where the drugs were starting to take control over her mind, yet now there was this shield of lethargic indifference separating her from the rest of the world. She didn’t care anymore, nothing mattered anymore, only.