We were both very hot and Rani was wearing a very thin shalwar Kamiz suit which showed her figure very clearly. I squeezed her breasts and pressed mys...lf against her body as she said "Do something Bhai Jan! I am so hot. I want to feel you"I released her as I heard my mother coughing from the lounge."Later Jaani" (darling) was all I could say.Later as I sat with Kamran trying to study, all I could think of was Rani and how much I wanted to stick my Lund in her choot. I imagined the smell and. And things tend to go south. I don`t go to these places that often but I can recall some good moments spent there. I like partying, I mean, who doesn`t. My way of party is, of course, slutty. I think that`s no surprise. My parents don`t mind that because being slutty is part of my nature and that I`m responsible enough to either say no or fuck. But with some alcohol and hours of dancing, it is hard to say no. In a night club, I`m one of the girls who will either be in a group and talk and laugh. " My only purpose is to satisfy his sexual desires and if my Master deems it appropriate he will let me reach an orgasm as well. We have documented our arrangement on paper with me signing a slavery agreement giving all rights to my body to him to do so as he pleases and my total commitment to serve and satisfy him in any way he desires. We have a long set of rules that I must follow. My Master has none, I feel totally secure that he would never act in malice toward me because we always had a. Ordered the man but when Fermin tried to reach down and pull his cock out of his jeans, the man hollered at him and stopped him. “I did not say to take it out of your fly”. He said with a very bad voice. “We are not interested to see your boy clit. If you have to do it, go ahead do it but keeping it in your jeans”. Long as Fermin had not thought of it, he was alright but now the power of suggestion was consuming him. The bastards had to inflict this humiliation as well onto the boy as they.