(on that bus, all sets ware berth sets & like a small box compartment, covered with curtains). I requested bus conductor to shift me to lower berth as...bus is almost empty.But he refused saying, bus is full and no seat is vacant.Remaining passengers will board from ghatkopar. I took out my pocket video game & walkman (that time mobiles ware very rare) & started the music & playing video game.After about half an hour, around 8.30 pm we reached at Ghatkopar.Where lots of people were waiting for. It was a padded box even the door was set-in insuch a way that when closed it merged in with the walls. It was red! Notjust red it was patches of various shapes and sizes in subtle shades ofred. It was extremely hard to focus on, it was a strain on the eyes. Itried not to look at it but it was everywhere floor, walls and ceiling.There was a huge mirror on the opposite wall. I was chained to a pillar which was cold so I had to stand up straightin my heels to get away from it or I was sure I. ” She told him, her voice calm and cold. Without hesitating to make his punishment worse he dropped to his knees and used his tongue to create a wet line up her boot from toe to shin. He tasted small amounts of dirt and a liberal taste of leather boot polish. He grimaced unseen but quickly continued his ministrations.After a few minutes of watching the naked man licking her clothed feet “Alright that is enough.” Mistress Jane said as she swung the duffle bag from her shoulder into the chair. The dogs proved to be very friendly indeed. They immediately began sniffing and licking Berth’s and the girl’s pussies. The shocking horror of dog’s intent was obvious. June was fifteen with long raven hair like her mother. Her breasts were developing into nice firm conical B cups, also like her mother. Molly was thirteen with nice ‘A’ cup tits and was developing into an auburn haired beauty. Their mother Beth was thirty six years old stunning young matron. The object of many a teenage boys.