This is Mr. K from Bangalore, India and currently working in an MNC. I am sharing one of my experiences here.This story involves someone I knew from m... university days. Jenny (name changed) was my junior and was decent looking. But she had a good body build with medium height. It was more of formal friendship with hi and bye as we happened to travel on the same college bus. I did not even bother to be in contact with her. I had no idea that I would meet her again.It was during last summer that. By now, even the threat of a knife at her nipple was not needed as she was made to swallow the prick of the brave at her head over and over, right down to his pubic hairs. She even told herself that they were feeding her as she swallowed their seed. She just hung limply awaiting their pleasure until the next stop when a new prick or two was thrust into her unresisting body. Her consciousness was fading by the end of that day and she wondered if she was going to survive this trip to wherever. And in this cool paradise the days were slowly lengthening. It was Maddy’s conjecture that the world represented Earth ecology and was following a 365-day cycle. Perhaps they were at mid-spring of a high northern or southern latitude simulation.Jada had never kayaked before, but she found the boats fascinating and fell in love with their beauty and functionality. She also experienced first-hand something that Mandy had taught her group in a crash course on kayaking. When paddling up to speed, a. I went back to my kneeling position and waited in misery for her wrath to fall.?A forfeit,? called the lady who now held possession of the ball. The cry was taken up by the others. I saw the other slave smiling hugely at me, and lowered my eyes again. My heart was still pounding from the run, as I wondered what this would bode for me.My Mistress turned and looked at me. ?A forfeit,? she repeated softly. ?Well, you did lose.? Too ashamed to look at her, I kept my head bowed. ?As you wish,? I.