The slave stumbled. She noticed the shackles connectedby the short chain. Nodding approval, King yelped as she kicked him aside andmoved the hobbled s...ave over to the drain. Finding the hose and tap, she beganthe cold spray. Hegasped as the cold water hit, but at least he was standing upright. Arms stillcuffed behind him, there was little to do to protect himself from the force ofthe water. He stood and let it pound him. ?Undohis arms. And tie his wrists to that long board behind his back.?. "God, Sarah, did that feel great. Is that something you've wondered about?" I ... I couldn't even imagine. Sometimes I almost went crazy wondering. Was that ... was that a ... a hand job?" Was it ever!" That got a little giggle from her."I thought you said it would get soft if you, you know." If I came, you mean. I usually have to come twice before it softens," he explained. "I guess that happens for a lot of young guys." He managed not to laugh when she eagerly asked if she could do it. ”Maine apna sir jhuka liya aur didi bhi kuch nahi boli. Didi ko nind lag gayi thi. To Sonu ne didi ko uthaya aur bola, “Abhi kaha so rahi hai Puranmashi.Abhi to yeh starting thi abhi to puri raat baki hai. Aur ab se tumhara office yeh ghar hai. Aur main tumhara boss. Aur tumhari monthly salary bhi double 80,000.”“Aur aaj se tera naukar tera bhai jo ki tumhara internal se le kar external kam kare ga 24*7 aur isko bhi salary mile gi. Purnamashi bas tumhara kam ho gaya mujhse chudna. Kal subh se. Closing the door gingerly behind her, when she turned she looked nervous. It made me nervous. "Have you ever done massage?" she asked."Sometimes when my mom's been working all day I massage her shoulders," I responded. Her laugh surprised me."I'm sorry," said the blonde mother. "What does she do?" She sews," I explained. "I guess that's not a rich woman's job, but it is high end fashion." I'm sorry I laughed." She sat on the edge of the bed. "Could you massage me?" She removed the half jacket.