When we used to fuck, she was never this hot or dressed well. She never wore lipstick or exposed dresses as I was a bit possessive. But now, I can’t...say anything as I’m no more her boyfriend.Sruthi: So, how to solve this question?Me: It’s a bit complicated. I can’t tell the answer directly. First, you have to be clear with the concept, and then only I can help.Sruthi: Then explain the concept, I have time.(I was looking at my watch.)Sruthi: Please! Please, I don’t want to get low marks in the. Arousal or fear, I am not sure.?Don’t ask me where I came up with Seventeen. Oh, I guess you can’t ask me anything. Open up, slaveboy.?I turned this pair inside out and pushed them into his crowded mouth deliberately. It was clearly getting uncomfortable for him, but it was just the start for me. ?Five more to go,? I announced. ?Moving right along.?I heard some movement around the table. Finally, Stephen was testing his bonds. Good for him, I thought. He’d find that the straps around his ankles. The nuns smiled and laughedcheerfully, picking up and dusting off children who fell to the groundbefore sending them on their way with a pat on the head. They all lookedwell fed and well clothed. Genuinely happy. Robert felt better. He turnedto go but something caught his eye in the distance. It was Melody. She satalone staring into space. There was not another child near her for yardsnor were any of the nuns. She too was clean and looked to have been eating.But her once carefully combed hair. To all: EnjoyD=================================================================When punana regained consciousness, it was strapped to a frame bent at the hips; its legs upright but spread wide, its body parallel to the floor with its huge tits hanging down from its chest like cows udders. its head was pulled back by fine chain running down from the ceiling to a large ring which pierced its septum. Unable to move its head more than an inch or so from side to side, punana looked around as best it.