I used to sniff it and wear it and shag in it and then stack it back. I also used to go in our bathroom collect her dirty laundry and lick it and spil... my juices in it. This went on for some time and I guess she started having an idea on me messing with her delicates. She didnt say anything but used to be a bit more cautious. I then thought of taking it another level and tried to run into her accidently, or touch her ass or boobs and make it look accidental. She started getting an idea of my. "Iam Mistress," she said, "and you have learnt that nothing in life is freeexcept for my hood and collar." I could not say anything except, "I willlet Mistress put on my hood and collar." From a small bag I saw herremove a black full face latex hood which she pulled over my head andmanoeuvred down to the base of my neck. I then felt the zip being pulleddown and my head was fully encased. The hood had two tubes and in whichshe inserted two red ponytails. I was now feeling totally submissive. Hum log bahut naach rahe the aur mujhe bhi maza aane laga tha. Fir jese hi “Kaanta Laga” gana baja, maine zor se step kiya aur mera pallu khisak gaya jisse mera ek nipple aadha bahar aa gaya. Mera nipple bahut dark hai aur bahut badhe bhi hai.Maine jhat se use dhak liye par tab tak 2 ladke dekh chuke the. Unhone kuch nahi bola par baaki gaano par sab ladko ne mujhe ghera aur mere kareeb ho kar dance karne lage. Kisi ka haath kabhi meri gaand par tha to koi jaan kar apna muh mere doodho se choo. I hated to admit that I liked his hands touching me, especially in this gentle manner. He really could be nice and I found his voice nearly hypnotic. I calmed down. He kissed my cheek and was gone. I was left alone. My only company was the clock. Darkness fell cloaking the room in deepening shadows. I could no longer see the clock, thank heavens because it was moving slower with every minute. He jauntily stepped in carrying his dinner and sat at the table facing me. He never said a word. His.