When I went to follow her she stuffed the cum soaked panties in my mouth and told me to wait on the couch. Once again, I don’t know why but I did as...I was told. As I sat there listening to the sounds of the gangbang going on down the hall I watched as some guys left and the and a couple of the guys who had been dragged away by their dates return. They had obviously escaped. The remaining two women had left when the train moved to the bedroom. Finally, after several hours (the sun was coming. She put her hands on her hips and bowed backwards, then she pooked her belly out and did a little bounce on her toes to make it jiggle. “I’m gonna get so fat…you just watch!” she said in a slightly hushed voice. She straightened up and cupped her belly with both hands and sloshed it side to side between them. “I’m gonna get fat as a hog…I mean it…I’m gonna eat everything in the apartment and then some.” She pulled her shirt tail down and walked over to the cabinet and started pulling. Uncle bole 12 bajne wale hai iss randi ko koi aisa gift de jo ye yaad rakhe, mai boli salo haram ka maal samjh rakha hai muje jo meri aise taise karne par tule ho sanjay nai apna lund nikal liya aur bola is haramjadi ko bi mehnat karne do aur khud bed par let gaya muje lund par baithe ko bola mai uske lund par baith gayi vijay nai apna mota lund mere muh mai daal diya uncle mere chuttad khol kar gaand mai ungli karne lage mai baar bar uchal padti uncle bole dekh is raand ki kismat sahi 12 baje. I know the lifestyle you lead. You and your husband are owned by Master David. “Who am I? is the question that must burning in your mind. I share David’s passion for d/s. Your Master has mentioned he knows other masters hasn’t he?” he asked me calmly.My thoughts drifted to stories Master has told me ... helpless slaves he witnessed in d/s clubs being whipped and tortured by sadistic masters. The thought of being at the hands of a mad man who might whip and rape caused me to tremble. My face.